Dinosaur With Headphones

"Do you remember all of those pledges
that we pledged in the passionate night?
They're soiled now, they're torn at the edges,
like moths on a still yellow light.

No penance serves to renew them,
no massive transfusions of trust.
Why, not even revenge can undo them,
so twisted these vows and so crushed.

Children have taken these pledges,
they have ferried them out of the past.
Beyond all the graves and the hedges
where love must go hiding at last.

And here where there is no description,
here in the moment at hand,
no sinner need rise up forgiven,
no victim need limp to the stand.

And look, dear heart, look at the virgin.
Look how she welcomes him into her gown.
Yes and mark how the stranger's cold armor
dissolves like a star falling down.

Why trade this vision for desire
when you may have them both?
You will never see a man this naked,
I will never hold a woman this close."

– Leonard Cohen