Joni Mitchell - Judgement Of The Moon & Stars Lyrics
No tongue in the bellAnd the fishwives yellBut they might as well be muteSo you get to keep the picturesThat dont seem like muchCold white keys under your fingersNow youre thinkingThats no substituteIt just dont do itLike the song of a warm, warm bodyLoving your touchIn the court they carve your legendWith an apple in its jawAnd the women that you wantedThey get their laughsLong silk stockingsOn the bedposts of refinementYoure too rawThey think youre too rawIts the judgement of the moon and starsYour solitary pathDraw yourself a bathThink what youd like to haveFor supperOr take a walkA parkA bridgeA treeA riverRevoked but not yet cancelledThe gift goes onIn silenceIn a bell jarStill a song ...Youve got to shake your fists at lightning nowYouve got to roar like forest fireYouve got to spread your light like blazesAll across the skyTheyre going to aim the hoses on youShow em you wont expireNot till you burn up every passionNot even when you dieCome on nowYouve got to tryIf youre feeling contemptWell then you tell itIf youre tired of the silent nightJesus, well then you yell itCondemned to wires and hammersStrike every chord that you feelThat broken treesAnd elephant ivoriesConceal
