The Sire Of Sorrow-Joni Mitchell

歌手 : Joni Mitchell
专辑 : Travelogue
语种 : 英语
时长 : 07:09

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The Sire of Sorrow - Joni Mitchell (琼尼·米契儿)
Written by:Vince Mendoza
Let me speak
Let me spit out my bitterness
Born of grief and nights without sleep
And festering flesh
Do you have eyes
Can you see like mankind sees
Why have you soured
And curdled me
Oh you tireless watcher
What have I done to you
That you make everything I dread
And everything I fear
Come true
Once I was blessed
I was a waited like the rain
Like eyes for the blind
Like feet for the lame
Kings heard my words
And they sought out my company
But now the janitors of shadow land
Flick their brooms at me
Oh you tireless watcher
What have I done to you
That you make everything I dread
And everything I fear come true
Man is the sire of sorrow
I've lost all taste for life
I'm all complaints
Tell me why do you starve the faithful
Why do you crucify the saints
And you let the wicked prosper
You let their children
Frisk like deer
My loves are dead or dying
Or they don't come near
We don't despise your chastening
God is correcting you
Oh and look who comes
To counsel my deep distress
These pompous physicians oh
What carelessness
Oh all this ranting all this wind
Filling our ears with trash
Breath taking ignorance
Adding insult to injury
They come blaming and shaming
Evil doer
And shattering me
This vain man wishes to seem wise
Man born of asses
Oh you tireless watcher
What have I done to you
That you make everything I dread
And everything I fear
Come true
We don't despise your chastening
Already on a bed of sighs and screams
And still you torture me with visions
You give me terrifying dreams
Better I was carried
From the womb
Straight to the grave
I see the diggers waiting
They're leaning on their spades
Man is the sire of sorrow
Sure as the sparks ascend
Oh where is hope
While you're wondering
What went wrong
Why give me light
And then this dark
Without a dawn
Evil is sweet in your mouth
Hiding under your tongue
Show your face
What a long fall from grace
Help me understand
What is the reason
For your heavy hand
You're stumbling in shadows
You have no name now
Was it the sins of my youth
What have I done to you
That you make everything I dread
And everything I fear
Come true
Oh your guilt must weigh so greatly
Everything I dread and everything
I fear
Come true
Man is the sire of sorrow
Oh you make everything I dread
And everything I fear
Come true