audio by artist leonard cohen

I was dreaming of Leonard last nite, or he was dreaming of me...we never did decide. I only remember he was trying to fuck to death...the feminine side...of my soul. Needless to say, I hope...I left him sore with love. But then he left me alone...just to dance...with Remy. And to talk of the baby seals and the ants and the redwoods.