The Maestro says it's Mozart but it sounds like bubble gum when you're waiting for the miracle to come.
Leonard CohenI’ll be marching through the morning, Marching through the night, Moving 'cross the borders Of My Secret Life.
Leonard CohenNow suzanne takes you hand And she leads you to the river She is wearing rags and feathers From salvation army counters And the sun pours down like honey On our lady of the harbour And she shows you where to look Among the garbage and the flowers There are heroes in the seaweed There are children in the morning They are leaning out for love And they will lean that way forever While suzanne holds the mirror And you want to travel with her And you want to travel blind And you know that she will trust you For shes touched your perfect body with her mind.
Leonard Cohen