Now the flames they followed Joan of Arc. As she came riding through the dark. No moon to keep her armor bright. No man to get her through this very smoky night. [Verse 2] She said, "I'm tired of.. I know where I belong and nothing's gonna happen. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. 'Cause she's so high. High above me, she's so lovely. She's so high. Like Cleopatra, Joan of Arc, or Aphrodite. Oh yeah, yeah. She's so high. High above me Writer/s: Talmage Bachman.

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Columbia Records. Songwriter (s) Leonard Cohen. Producer (s) Bob Johnston. " Joan of Arc " is a song by Canadian singer-songwriter Leonard Cohen. It was released as a single in March 1971 from his third album, Songs of Love and Hate. The song lasts almost six-and-a-half minutes, and is composed of four stanzas of eight lines each with a "la-la.. He took the dust of joan of arc, And high above the wedding guests. He hung the ashes of her wedding dress. 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 then she must be wood. I saw her wince, I saw her cry, I saw the glory in her eye.