Текст песни Cohen Leonard - The Third Invention
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(Written By Cohen, Performed In "Night Magic")(Angels) Blindly he workedAt his third inventionTaking the chancesOf one who is lostFeeling his wayTo a cleaner expressionOf whatever it wasHe stumbled acrossAll for the sakeOf a possible womanHe goaded himselfWith a technical hopeFor the sake of his longingWe came to the windowHe put on his clothsAnd he walked through the smokeAll for the sakeOf an interested womanRiding to himOn a flicker of hopeSome tourist of beautyIn full disappointmentReady to fallIn love with a ghostAnd here was his ghostWith his third inventionThe usual claimTo the highest rewardAnd now it was readyHis third inventionReady to fallIn love with the worldAnd he falls backAnd she comes forwardThe eye of his labourMeasures them bothAnd she lies in the armsOf his third inventionAnd back in his roomHe commences the fourthThis is the workOf the highest pretensionAn automaticOde to the worldO deep in comfortO full employmentHe`s lost to the fourthHe`s lost to the third.