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Joan Of Arc (Live at Massey Hall, Toronto, Canada 9th Nov 1988) - Leonard Cohen
Written by：Cohen Leonard
Now the flames they followed Joan of Arc
As she came riding through the dark
No moon to keep her Armour bright
No man to get her through
This darkest very smoky night
She said I'm tired of the war
I want the kind of work I had before
A wedding dress or something white
To wear upon my swollen appetite
Well I'm glad to hear you talk this way
You see I've watched you riding all most every single day
And there's something in me yearns to win
Such a cold such a very lonesome heroine
Well then who are you she sternly spoke
To the one beneath the smoke
Why I'm fire he replied
And I love your solitude how I love your sense of pride
Well then fire make your body cold
I'm gonna give you mine to hold
And saying this she climbed inside
To be his one to be his only bride
It was deep into his fiery heart
He took the dust of a Joan of Arc
And high above all these wedding guests
He hung the ashes of her very lovely wedding dress
It was deep into his fiery heart
He took the dust of Joan of Arc
Then she clearly understood
If he was fire oh she must be wood
I saw her wince I saw her cry
Saw the glory in her eye
Myself I long for love and light
But but must it come so cruel must it must it be so bright