Clouded thoughts from my head
raining and snowing on everyone.
my red cloud illusions lead me and
I really don't know clouds at all.
my love fairytale is another show I cannot attend.
when you go I'm left in loves illusions
and I really don't know love at all.
I don't dream anymore and my friends know...
they know somethings lost.
they recall me and my heart ; yet this is not
what they see out loud.
I really don't know life at all.
if you've never heard joni, you must
Hey Corey --
Glad you discovered that Canadian elixir called Joni Mitchell. Enjoy every drop.
Paul
Posted by: Paul | July 02, 2004 at 03:09 PM
Tears and fears and feeling proud to say I love you right out loud,
Dreams and schemes and circus crowds, I’ve looked at life that way.
But now old friends are acting strange, they shake their heads, they say I’ve changed.
Something’s lost but something’s gained in living every day.
.
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or, of course, there's the entire lyrics to "A Case of You"
Posted by: M@ | June 24, 2004 at 10:04 AM
We are stardust
(billion year old carbon)
We are golden
(caught in the devil's bargain)
And we've got to get ourselves
Back to the garden
-- Joni, "Woodstock"
Posted by: N. | June 23, 2004 at 10:14 PM