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Leonard Cohen Lyrics for Song: Master Song
 Lyrics for Album: Complete Studio Albums Collection [2011]
 
 
 
 32243>I believe that you heard your master sing
 
 When I was sick in bed
 
 I suppose that he told you everything
 
 That I keep locked away in my head
 
 Your master took you travelling
 
 Well at least that's what you said
 
 And now do you come back to bring
 
 Your prisoner wine and bread?
 
 
 
 You met him at some temple
 
 Where they take your clothes at the door
 
 He was just a numberless man in a chair
 
 Who'd just come back from the war
 
 And you wrap up his tired face in your hair
 
 And he hands you the apple core
 
 Then he touches your lips now so suddenly bare
 
 Of all the kisses we put on some time before
 
 
 
 And he gave you a German Shepherd to walk
 
 With a collar of leather and nails
 
 And he never once made you explain or talk
 
 About all of the little details
 
 Such as who had a word and who had a rock
 
 And who had you through the mails
 
 Now your love is a secret all over the block
 
 And it never stops not even when your master fails
 
 
 
 And he took you up in his aeroplane
 
 Which he flew without any hands
 
 And you cruised above the ribbons of rain
 
 That drove the crowd from the stands
 
 Then he killed the lights in a lonely lane
 
 And, an ape with angel glands
 
 Erased the final wisps of pain
 
 With the music of rubber bands
 
 
 
 And now I hear your master sing
 
 You kneel for him to come
 
 His body is a golden string
 
 That your body is hanging from
 
 His body is a golden string
 
 My body has grown numb
 
 Oh now you hear your master sing
 
 Your shirt is all undone
 
 
 
 And will you kneel beside this bed
 
 That we polished so long ago
 
 Before your master chose instead
 
 To make my bed of snow?
 
 Your eyes are wild and your knuckles are red
 
 And you're speaking far too low
 
 No I can't make out what your master said
 
 Before he made you go
 
 
 
 Then I think you're playing far too rough
 
 For a lady who's been to the moon;
 
 I've lain by this window long enough
 
 To get used to an empty room
 
 And your love is some dust in an old man's cough
 
 Who is tapping his foot to a tune
 
 And your thighs are a ruin, you want too much
 
 Let's say you came back some time too soon
 
 
 
 I loved your master perfectly
 
 I taught him all that he knew
 
 He was starving in some deep mystery
 
 Like a man who is sure what is true
 
 And I sent you to him with my guarantee
 
 I could teach him something new
 
 And I taught him how you would long for me
 
 No matter what he said no matter what you'd do
 
 
 
 I believe that you heard your master sing
 
 While I was sick in bed
 
 I'm sure that he told you everything
 
 I must keep locked away in my head
 
 Your master took you travelling
 
 Well at least that's what you said
 
 And now do you come back to bring
 
 Your prisoner wine and bread?
 
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| Album Lyrics: Complete Studio Albums Collection [2011] |  
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  Leonard Cohen
 "Complete Studio Albums Collection [2011]"
 
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