所属专辑:A Tribute to Joni Mitchell
歌手: Cassandra Wilson
时长: 05:57
For The Roses - Cassandra Wilson (卡珊卓·威尔森)[00:00:00]
I heard it in the wind last night[00:01:22]
It sounded like applause[00:01:25]
Did you get a round resounding for you[00:01:28]
Way up here[00:01:32]
It seems like many dim years ago[00:01:35]
Since I heard that face to face[00:01:39]
Or seen you face to face[00:01:42]
Though tonight I can feel you here[00:01:44]
I get these notes[00:01:48]
On butterflies and lilac sprays[00:01:49]
From girls who just have to tell me[00:01:53]
They saw you somewhere[00:01:58]
In some office sits a poet[00:02:11]
And he trembles as he sings[00:02:15]
And he asks someone[00:02:18]
To circulate his soul around[00:02:20]
On your mark red ribbon runner[00:02:25]
The caressing rev of motors[00:02:29]
Finely tuned like fancy women[00:02:31]
In thirties evening gowns[00:02:34]
Up the charts[00:02:39]
Off to the airport-[00:02:40]
Your name's in the news[00:02:41]
Everything's first class-[00:02:43]
The lights go down-[00:02:46]
And it's just you up there[00:02:48]
Getting them to feel like that[00:02:51]
Do you remember the days when you used to sit[00:03:01]
And make up your tunes for love[00:03:05]
And pour your simple sorrow[00:03:08]
To the soundhole and your knee[00:03:11]
And now you're seen[00:03:15]
On giant screens[00:03:16]
And at parties for the press[00:03:19]
And for people who have slices of you[00:03:22]
From the company[00:03:25]
They toss around your latest golden egg[00:03:28]
Speculation well who's to know[00:03:32]
If the next one in the nest[00:03:35]
Will glitter for them so[00:03:39]
I guess I seem ungrateful[00:03:52]
With my teeth sunk in the hand[00:03:55]
That brings me things[00:03:58]
I really can't give up just yet[00:04:00]
Now I sit up here[00:04:05]
The critic [00:04:07]
And they introduce some band[00:04:09]
But they seem so much confetti[00:04:11]
Looking at them on my TV set[00:04:13]
Oh the power and the glory[00:04:18]
Just when you're getting a taste for worship[00:04:21]
They start bringing out the hammers[00:04:24]
And the boards[00:04:30]
And the nails[00:04:32]
I heard it in the wind last night[00:04:42]
It sounded like applause[00:04:45]
Chilly now[00:04:48]
End of summer[00:04:49]
No more shiny hot nights[00:04:51]
It was just the arbutus rustling[00:04:55]
And the bumping of the logs[00:04:59]
And the moon swept down black water[00:05:01]
Like an empty spotlight[00:05:04]