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Ain't No Cure for Love
by

Leonard Cohen


I loved you for a long, long time
I know this love is real
It don't matter how it all went wrong
That don't change the way I feel
And I can't believe that time's
Gonna heal this wound I'm speaking of
There ain't no cure,
There ain't no cure,
There ain't no cure for love

I'm aching for you baby
I can't pretend I'm not
I need to see you naked
In your body and your thought
I've got you like a habit
And I'll never get enough
There ain't no cure,
There ain't no cure,
There ain't no cure for love

There ain't no cure for love
There ain't no cure for love
All the rocket ships are climbing through the sky
The holy books are open wide
The doctors working day and night
But they'll never ever find that cure for love
There ain't no drink no drug
(Ah tell them, angels)
There's nothing pure enough to be a cure for love

I see you in the subway and I see you on the bus
I see you lying down with me, I see you waking up
I see your hand, I see your hair
Your bracelets and your brush
And I call to you, I call to you
But I don't call soft enough
There ain't no cure,
There ain't no cure,
There ain't no cure for love

I walked into this empty church I had no place else to go
When the sweetest voice I ever heard, whispered to my soul
I don't need to be forgiven for loving you so much
It's written in the scriptures
It's written there in blood
I even heard the angels declare it from above
There ain't no cure,
There ain't no cure,
There ain't no cure for love

There ain't no cure for love
There ain't no cure for love
All the rocket ships are climbing through the sky
The holy books are open wide
The doctors working day and night
But they'll never ever find that cure,
That cure for love




stick that in your Leonard Cohen creepy pipe and smoke it!

love has metamorphisized me into a sticky pile of melting goo!
not very fuckable I suppose
but true...true

God mouse, you really love this guy. Maybe YOURE the creepy one!

--k

p.s aha!

I couldn't resist rubbing your nose into some of his pooetry which I thought you would find highly relevant to your situation.

may I point out for clarification porpoises that it is not I with the melting loins kayla, but you, you with the sticky ooey gooey gluey googly love eyes.

your thread, your flaming loins!

and creepy is as creepy does. true, I may be a little creepy round the edges and up the middle but I'm sensitive to it...completely under control it is.

izzy, the title of your piece made me think of this tune

Don't Do It Like That

just recorded this a few weeks ago

lyric: "You can do it standin' up
or you can do it layin' flat

But don't do it like that."

as usual Mouse... foiled by you again. I'm not creepy... I just hate a lot of people.

--k

p.s LRod... good stuff. Very good stuff.