Throne Of Desire Variations Lyrics - Cohen Leonard

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

Let me start with you Miss Shy 

Bundled up in your mother's lie 

Tip toe, tip toe 

Hiding your silky pleasure 

Miss Shy come to me 

Along the snowy paths of modesty 

Tip toe, tip toe 

Hiding your silky treasure 

Come to me with downcast eyes 

Come to me and claim the prize 

Of your outrageous pleasure 

How I like you Miss Shy 

Bundled up in your mother's lie 

Tip toe -- 

Claim your outrageous pleasure! 

o o o 

And you I want strong 

With your hatred intact 

With your father's pipe 

And your brother's bat 

And your quaint belief 

In holy authority 

With your discipline 

And your Darwin claws 

And your legal eye 

On the peacock's flaws 

I see what fallen man 

Was meant to be 

With your absolute 

No man can refute 

Your absolutely unique 

Contempt for the weak 

Down on our paws 

There are no laws 

Kiss me where I can not speak 

You I want strong 

With your hatred intact 

With your father's pipe 

And your brother's bat 

Now kiss me 

Where I cannot speak! 

o o o 

You I want for my friend 

To gossip with me and drink tea 

To walk down by the river's bend 

You I want for my friend 

To watch the water going by 

The swallows climbing above 

To tell me that I lie 

When I tell you I cannot love, 

Cannot love 

To know my heart better than me 

To be my friend in charity 

To speak of lovers old and new 

To say to me, what they've done to you 

You I want for my friend 

To make some sense of our difference 

To eat and drink together 

To comfort one another, 

And may our conversation never end! 

o o o 

And you 

I want your 

Beauty hidden 

From all 

Sight but my 

Own 

So none may know 

your womanhood 

Or hear you moan 

Your pleasures 

To an infant thumb 

You will be 

True to me 

There will be no 

Infidelity 

For I will weave 

A cloak so tight 

About your loveliness 

No man will ever guess 

The wild commands you whisper 

From your childhood to the night 

And what 

Drops the moon 

About a man 

And draws 

Him tidal to 

Your lips 

And lets your nipples 

harden I can 

Hear you moan 

Your pleasures 

To an infant thumb 

And you I want 

To wink at me 

And you I want 

To think of me 

You I want above 

I want you below 

You I want veiled 

And you to know 

I want you clumbsy 

I want you skilled 

You be ferocious 

You be mild... 

You be foolish 

You be wise 

You stay here 

You stay outside 

You comb out your hair 

You keep it curled 

I want, I want, I want 

I want to know the world 

You comb out your hair 

You keep yours curled 

I want, I want to know the world! 

o o o 

And you 

Who did not come tonight 

I will wait for you 

And you 

Who are not born 

I will write for you 

And you 

Who must appear 

In veils of chance 

And mystery 

I will kneel 

I will kneel 

Like a child 

Who's watching Mary 

As she stands 

Upon the air 

In gentle splendour 

In the black 

Mouth of a cave 

Open-armed and radiant 

To save mankind 

And all the broken 

World to mother 

And I swear 

By the obscure 

Truth 

Of this 

Enfolded heart 

I swear 

By 

The unrequited greed 

Of this 

Human heart 

And all 

Its 

Disappointed pleasures 

I swear 

By 

The deep light 

Of my soul 

Stained 

And covered over 

With 

Intrigues of pride 

Whose mercy is 

To let me sing 

I swear 

That I will be 

For the one 

Who will not come 

To me 

I swear that 

I will be 

Her lover 

Her eternal 

And imperfect 

Spirit lover.