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Judgement of the Moon and Stars
The Joni Mitchell
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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 they stick an apple in your jaw
And the women that you wanted, oh, 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, your gift goes on
In silence, in a bell jar, still a song
Hey-hey-hey-hey, hey, hey-hey
Hey-hey-hey-hey, hey
You've got to shake your fists at lightning
You've got to roar like forest fire
You've got to spread your light like blazes all across the sky
They're gonna aim the hoses on you
You show 'em you won't expire, no, you won't expire
Not 'til you burn up every passion, not even when you die
Come on now, you've got to try
If you're feeling contempt, then you tell it
If you're tired of the silent night, Jesus, then you yell it
Condemned to wires and hammers
You strike every chord that you feel
That broken trees and elephant ivories conceal