Laura Marling - "What he wrote"
I am broke
Please send for me
But I am broken too
And spoken for
Do not tempt me
So I asked him how he became this man
How did he learn to hold fruit in his hands?
And where is the lamb that gave you your name?
He had to leave, though I begged him to stay
Left me alone, when I needed the light
Fell to my knees, and I wept for my life
I've been looking so long at these pictures of you
That I almost believe that they're real
I've been living so long with my pictures of you
That I almost believe that the pictures
Are all I can feel
The Cure "Pictures of you"
All the silver knives are flashing in the tired old cafe
A ghost climbs on the table in a bridal negligee
She says, "My body is the light, my body is the way"
I raise my arm against it all and I catch the bride's bouquet
Leonhard Cohen (c) Miriam Gil