Judgement of the Moon and Stars歌词

作词 : Joni Mitchell
作曲 : Joni Mitchell
No tongue in the bell
And the fishwives yell
But they

Might as well be mute

So you get to keep the pictures
That don't seem like much

Cold white keys under your fingers
Now you're thinking
That's no substitute
It just don't do it
Like the song of a warm warm body
Loving your touch

In the court they carve your legend
With an apple in it's jaw

And the women that you wanted

They get their laughs

Long silk stockings
On the bedposts of refinement
You're too raw
They think you're too raw
It's the judgement of the moon and stars
Your solitary path
Draw yourself a bath
Think what you'd like to have
For supper

Or take a walk
A park
A bridge
A tree

A river

Revoked but not yet cancelled
The gift goes on
In silence
In a bell jar
Still a song

You've got to shake your fists at lightning now
You've got to roar like forest fire
You've got to spread your light like blazes
All across the sky

They're going to aim the hoses on you
Show 'em you won't expire

Not till you burn up every passion
Not even when you die

Come on now
You've got to try
If you're feeling contempt
Well then you tell it
If you're tired of the silent night
Jesus well then you yell it
Condemned to wires and hammers
Strike every chord that you feel
That broken trees
And elephant ivories
Conceal