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Martha Wainwright - The Traitor (Leonard Cohen)

 

 

 

"It was called The Traitor.  It was about the feeling that we have of betraying some mission that we were mandated to fulfill and being unable to fulfill it and then coming to understand that the real mandate was not to fulfill it and that the deeper courage was to stand guiltless in the predicament in which you found yourself."  -Leonard Cohen

 

 

Lyrics

 

Now the Swan it floated on the English river

Ah the Rose of High Romance it opened wide

A sun tanned woman yearned me through the summer

and the judges watched us from the other side

I told my mother "Mother I must leave you

preserve my room but do not shed a tear

Should rumor of a shabby ending reach you

it was half my fault and half the atmosphere"

 

But the Rose I sickened with a scarlet fever

and the Swan I tempted with a sense of shame

She said at last I was her finest lover

and if she withered I would be to blame

 

The judges said you missed it by a fraction

rise up and brace your troops for the attack

Ah the dreamers ride against the men of action

Oh see the men of action falling back

 

But I lingered on her thighs a fatal moment

I kissed her lips as though I thirsted still

My falsity had stung me like a hornet

The poison sank and it paralyzed my will

 

I could not move to warn all the younger soldiers

that they had been deserted from above

So on battlefields from here to Barcelona

I'm listed with the enemies of love

 

And long ago she said "I must be leaving,

Ah but keep my body here to lie upon

You can move it up and down and when I'm sleeping

Run some wire through that Rose and wind the Swan"

 

So daily I renew my idle duty

I touch her here and there -- I know my place

I kiss her open mouth and I praise her beauty

and people call me traitor to my face

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"These Days" - Jackson Browne

 

Well I've been out walking

I don't do that much talking these days

These days

These days I seem to think a lot

About the things that I forgot to do

And all the times I had the chance to

 

And I had a lover

But it's so hard to risk another these days

These days

Now if I seem to be afraid

To live the life that I have made in song

Well it's just that I've been losing

For so long

 

Well, I'll keep on moving

Moving on

Things are bound to be improving

These days

One of these days :-\

 

These days I'll sit on cornerstones

And count the time

In quarter tones to ten, my friend

Don't confront me with my failures

I had not forgotten them

 

:-[:(

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