Leonard Cohen - Master Song - Live 1968

I believe that you heard your master sing When I was sick in bed I suppose that he told you everything That I keep locked away in my head Your master took you travelling Well, at least that's what you said And now, do you come back to bring Your prisoner wine and bread? You met him at some temple Where they take your clothes at the door He was just a numberless man in a chair Who'd just come back from the war And you wrap up his tired face in your hair And he hands you the apple core Then he touches your lips now so suddenly bare Of all the kisses we put on some time before And he gave you a German Shepherd to walk With a collar of leather and nails And he never once made you explain or talk About all of the little details Such as who had a word and who had a rock And who had you through the mails Now your love is a secret all over the block And it never stops, not even when your master fails And he took you up in his aeroplane Which he flew without any hands And you cruised above the ribbons of rain That drove the crowd from the stands Then he killed the lights in a lonely lane And an ape with angel glands Erased the final wisps of pain With the music of rubber bands And now I hear your master sing You kneel for him to come His body is a golden string That your body is hanging from His body is a golden string My body has grown numb Oh, now you hear your master sing Your shirt is all undone And will you kneel beside this bed That we polished so long ago Before your master chose instead To make my bed of snow? Your eyes are wild and your knuckles are red And you're speaking far too low No, I can't make out what your master said Before he made you go And then I think you're playing far too rough For a lady who's been to the moon I've lain by this window long enough You get used to an empty room And your love is some dust in an old man's cup Who is tapping his foot to a tune And your thighs are ruined, you want too much Let's say you came back some time too soon I loved your master perfectly And I taught him all that he knew He was starving in some deep mystery Like a man who is sure what is true And I sent you to him with my guarantee I could teach him something new And I taught him how you would long for me No matter what he said, no matter what you'd do I believe that you heard your master sing While I was sick in bed I'm sure that he told you everything I must keep locked away in my head Your master took you travelling Well, at least that's what you said And now, do you come back to bring Your prisoner wine and bread?