I read that Joni is seriously ill. I hope for the best.
Sweet Bird
by Joni Mitchell
Out on some borderline
Some mark of in between
I lay down golden in time
And woke up vanishing
Sweet bird you are
Briefer than a falling star
All these vain promises on beauty jars
Somewhere with your wings on time
You must be laughing.
Behind our eyes
Calendars of our lives
Circled with compromise
Sweet bird of time and change
You must be laughing
Up on your feathers laughing.
Golden in time
Cities under the sand
Power ideals and beauty
Fading in everyone’s hands.
Give me some time
I feel like I’m losing mine
Out here on this horizon line
With the earth spinning
And the sky forever rushing.
No one knows
They can ever get that close
Guesses at most
Guesses based on what each set of time and change is touching
Guesses based on what each set of time and change is touching
Guesses based on what each set of time and change is touching
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