Our Lady Of Solitude Lyrics - Recent Songs - Leonard Cohen

All summer long she touched me 

She gathered in my soul 

From many a thorn, from many thickets 

Her fingers, like a weaver's 

Quick and cool 

And the light came from her body 

And the night went through her grace 

All summer long she touched me 

And I knew her, I knew her 

Face to face 

And her dress was blue and silver 

And her words were few and small 

She is the vessel of the whole wide world 

Mistress, oh mistress, of us all 

Dearly dead; Queen of Solitude 

I thank you with my heart 

for keeping me so close to thee 

while so many, oh so many, stood apart