August 29, 2013

....until love sucks me back that way


I'm traveling in some vehicle
I'm sitting in some cafe
A defector from the petty wars
That shell shock love away
There's comfort in melancholy
When there's no need to explain
It's just as natural as the weather
In this moody sky today
In our possessive coupling
So much could not be expressed
So now I'm returning to myself
These things that you and I suppressed
I see something of myself in everyone
Just at this moment of the world
As snow gathers like bolts of lace
Waltzing on a ballroom girl

- Joni Mitchell, Hejira 

Photo from Hejira sessions by Norman Seefe




 

1 comment:

dishy said...

OMG! ONE OF THE GREATEST ALBUMS OF ALL TIME! HOLY HELL! THANK FOR THE PROMPT TO PLAY THIS WEEKEND! NO REGRETS, COYOTE! XO