“suzanne takes you down to her place near the river. you can hear the boats go by, you can spend the night beside her and you know that she’s half crazy but that’s why you want to be there, and she feeds you tea and oranges that come all the way from china, and just when you mean to tell her that you have no love to give her, she gets you on her wavelength and she lets the river answer that you’ve always been her lover.
- leonard cohen, suzanne
