dance me to the end of love
Monday, Dec. 23, 2002
Today I found someone new to idolize. I found some new string of words to examine and fall in love with. The best part is I found a voice that ruins panties. All of my life I have been on an endless search for those songs and those musical geniuses that make your skin smile and curve and roll itself off of your limbs making you raw and bleeding in the air at the sound of ten instruments fucking the silent air in unison. When I find it each baby hair on my head stands erect and bends in the breeze of the bass, the beauty of the piano keys being stroked, the verbal assault could never be strong enough to invade and properly rape my ears.. My fingers grip the speakers my head leans forward to become one with a moment only merely captured and repeated but surely not as wonderful as the time of its birth. And why didn�t anyone tell me? Was it so that I could stumble and fall full face right into the bouquet of morning glories that I found. Yeah�yeah�that was a bunch of fluff writing, but I�m telling ya if you�ve never listened to Leonard Cohen, go do it! Now!
Dance me to your beauty
with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic
till I'm gathered safely in
Lift me like an olive branch
and be my homeward dove
Dance me to the end of love
Let me see your beauty
when the witnesses are gone
Let me feel you moving
like they do in Babylon
Show me slowly what I only
know the limits of
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the wedding now
dance me on and on
Dance me very tenderly and
dance me very long
We're both of us beneath our love
we're both of us above
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the children
who are asking to be born
Dance me through the curtains
that our kisses have outworn
Raise a tent of shelter now
though every thread is torn
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to your beauty
with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic
till I'm gathered safely in
Touch me with your naked hand
or touch me with your glove
Dance me to the end of love
Leonard Cohen
