The Third Invention Lyrics - Cohen Leonard

(Written By Cohen, Performed In "Night Magic") 

(Angels) Blindly he worked 

At his third invention 

Taking the chances 

Of one who is lost 

Feeling his way 

To a cleaner expression 

Of whatever it was 

He stumbled across 

All for the sake 

Of a possible woman 

He goaded himself 

With a technical hope 

For the sake of his longing 

We came to the window 

He put on his cloths 

And he walked through the smoke 

All for the sake 

Of an interested woman 

Riding to him 

On a flicker of hope 

Some tourist of beauty 

In full disappointment 

Ready to fall 

In love with a ghost 

And here was his ghost 

With his third invention 

The usual claim 

To the highest reward 

And now it was ready 

His third invention 

Ready to fall 

In love with the world 

And he falls back 

And she comes forward 

The eye of his labour 

Measures them both 

And she lies in the arms 

Of his third invention 

And back in his room 

He commences the fourth 

This is the work 

Of the highest pretension 

An automatic 

Ode to the world 

O deep in comfort 

O full employment 

He's lost to the fourth 

He's lost to the third.