Joan of Arc

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I’m a fan of the music and poetry of Leonard Cohen every since I heard Suzanne in my teens sung by Judy Collins. I forgot about some of those tunes until today when I was listening to Ballad of a Runaway Horse.  Still as haunting as before.

This video features the song found on the  Famous Blue Raincoat with Leonard Cohen and Jennifer Warnes.

“Joan Of Arc” – Leonard Cohen

Now the flames they followed Joan of Arc
as she came riding through the dark;
no moon to keep her armor bright,
no man to get her through this dark and 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,
I’ve watched you riding every day
and something in me yearns to win
such a cold and lonesome heroine.
 “And who are you?” she sternly spoke
to the one beneath the smoke.
“Why, I’m fire,” he replied,
“And I love your solitude, I love your pride.”
 “Then fire, make your body cold, 

I’m going to give you mine to hold,”
And saying this she climbed inside
to be his one, to be his only bride.

And deep into his fiery heart 

he took the dust of Joan of Arc,
and high above the wedding guests
he hung the ashes of her lovely wedding dress.

It was deep into his fiery heart
he took the dust of Joan of Arc,
and then she clearly understood
if he was fire, oh then she must be wood.

I saw her wince, I saw her cry,
I saw the glory in her eye.
Myself I long for love and light,
but must it come so cruel, and must it be so bright?
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