I met a woman long ago
Her hair the black that black can go
Are you a teacher of the heart
Soft she answered no
I met a girl across the sea
Her hair the gold that gold can be
Are you a teacher of the heart
Yes but not for thee
I met a man who lost his mind
In some lost place I had to find
Follow me the wise man said
But he walked behind
I walked into a hospital
Where none was sick and none was well
When at night the nurses left
I could not walk at all
Morning came and then came noon
Dinner time a scalpel blade
Lay beside my silver spoon
Some girls wandered by mistake
Into the mess that scalpels make
Are you the teachers of my heart
We teach old hearts to break
One morning I woke up alone
The hospital and the nurses gone
Have I carved enough my lord
Child you are a bone
I ate and I ate and I ate and I ate and I ate
No I did not miss a plate
Well how much do these suppers cost
I ate
I hate
I spent my hatred everyplace
On every work
On every face
Someone gave me wishes
And I wished for an embrace
Several girls embraced me then
I was embraced by men
Is my passion perfect
No
Do it once again
I was handsome
I was strong
I knew the words of every song
Did my singing please you
No
The words you sang were wrong
Who is it whom I address
Who takes down what I confess
Are you the teachers of my heart
We teach old hearts to rest
Oh teachers are my lessons done
I cannot do another one
They laughed and laughed and said
Well child
Are your lessons done
Are your lessons done
Are your lessons done
Are your lessons done
Are your lessons done
Are your lessons done
Are your lessons done
Are your lessons done
Are your lessons done
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APPEARS ON:
Record Club: The Songs Of Leonard Cohen
LENGTH:
3:58
WRITTEN BY:
Leonard Cohen
PRODUCED BY:
Beck Hansen
STUDIO:
Sunset Sound Studios
PERFORMERS:
Devendra Banhart
Vocals, Electric Guitar
Andrew VanWyngarden
Vocals, Electric Guitar
Brian Lebarton
Drums
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