I heard it in the wind last night
Sounded like applause
Did you get a round resounding for you
Way up here

It seems like many dim years ago
Since I heard that face to face
Or seen you face to face
Though tonight I can feel you here

I get these notes
On lilac sprays and butterflies
From girls who just have to tell me
They saw you somewhere

In some office sits a poet
And he trembles as he sings
And he asks some guy
To circulate his soul around

On your mark red ribbon runner
The caressing rev of motors
Finely tuned like fancy women
In thirties evening gowns

Up the charts off to the airport
Your name's in the news
Everything's first class and the lights go down
And it's just you up there getting them to feel like that

Remember the days when you used to sit
And make up your tunes just for love
And pour your simple sorrow
To the soundhole and your knee

And now you're seen on giant screens
And at parties for the press
And for people who have slices of you
From the company

They toss around your latest golden egg
Speculation-well, who's to know
If the next one in the nest
Will glitter for them so

I guess I seem ungrateful
With my teeth sunk in the hand
That brings me things
I really can't give up just yet

Now I sit up here, the critic!
And I am watchin' some new band
But they seem so much confetti
Looking at them on my TV set

Oh the power and the glory
Just when you're getting a taste for worship
They start bringing out the hammers
And the boards, and the nails

I heard it in the wind last night
Sounded like applause
It's chilly now, end of summer
No more shiny hot nights

It was just the arbutus rustling
And the bumping of the logs
And the moon swept down black water
Like an empty spotlight
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For The Roses [Orchestra Version] Lyrics

Joni Mitchell – For The Roses [Orchestra Version] Lyrics