Jennifer Warnes - Bird on a Wire

source: Messylin
Bird on a wire (lyrics by Leonard Cohen)

Like a bird on a wire
Like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way to be free
Like a fish on a hook
Like a knight from an old fashioned book
I have saved all my ribbons for thee
If I have been unkind
I hope that you'll just let it go by (let it all go by)
And if I have been untrue
I hope you know it was never to you
Like a baby stillborn
Like a beast with his horn
I have torn everyone who reached out for me
But I swear by this song
By all that I've done wrong
I'll make it all up to you (yes I will)
I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch
He called out to me: "Don't ask for so much"
And a young man leaning on his darkened door
He cried out to me: "Babe,
Why not ask for more?"
Like a bird on a wire
Like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way to be free

Joan of Arc - Jennifer Warnes & Leonard Cohen

source: Adamfulgence

(lyrics) source: http://www.lyricsdirectory.com/index/J/Jennifer%20Warnes/Jennifer%20Warnes%20-%20Joan%20Of%20Arc%20lyrics.htm

Now the flames they followed Joan of Arc
as she came riding through the dark;
no moon to keep her armour bright,
no man to get her through this dark and smoky night.
She said, I'm tired of the war,
I want the kind of work I had before,
a wedding dress or something white
to wear upon my swollen appetite.
Well, I'm glad to hear you talk this way,
you know I've watched you riding every day
and something in me yearns to win
such a cold and lonesome heroine.
And who are you? she sternly spoke
to the one beneath the smoke.
Why, I'm fire, he replied,
And I love your solitude, I love your pride.
Well then fire, make your body cold,
I'm gonna give you mine to hold,
saying this she climbed inside
to be his one, to be his only bride.
And deep into his fiery heart
he took the dust of Joan of Arc,
and high above all these wedding guests
he hung the ashes of her lovely wedding dress.
La...
It was deep into his fiery heart
he took the dust of Joan of Arc,
and then she clearly understood
if he was fire, oh she must be wood.
I saw her wince, I saw her cry,
I saw the glory in her eye.
Myself I long for love and light,
but must it come so cruel, must it be so brave?
La...