©Leonard Cohen, released on Recent Songs (1979)
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All summer long she touched me
She gathered in my soul
From many a thorn, from many thickets
Her fingers, like a weaver's
Quick and cool
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And the light came from her body
And the night went through her grace
All summer long she touched me
And I knew her, I knew her
Face to face
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And her dress was blue and silver
And her words were few and small
She is the vessel of the whole wide world
Mistress, oh mistress, of us all
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Dear Lady; Queen of Solitude
I thank you with my heart
for keeping me so close to thee
while so many, oh so many, stood apart
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And the light came from her body
And the night went through her grace
All summer long she touched me
I knew her, I knew her
Face to face
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