My little one is a whisperer of the spirit... she was talking today about God's magic of creation and I had to know more about that odd song you posted with the the somewhat unnerving Leonard Cohen poem that are the words to that song.
To live in Leonard Cohen's mind who wrote that poem is to go into places many souls are afraid to travel. Thank you for making me look inside.
Poem #50 from Leonard Cohen's Book Of Mercy
I lost my way, I forgot to call on your name. The raw heart beat against the world, and the tears were for my lost victory. But you are here. You have always been here. The world is all forgetting, and the heart is a rage of directions, but your name unifies the heart, and the world is lifted into its place. Blessed is the one who waits in the traveler's heart for his turning. - Lenoard Cohen