[ti:For The Roses] [ar:Cassandra Wilson] [al:A Tribute To Joni Mitchell] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]For the Roses - Cassandra Wilson (卡森德拉·威尔逊) [01:22.12]I heard it in the wind last night [01:25.72]It sounded like applause [01:28.97]Did you get a round resounding for you [01:32.08]Way up here [01:35.16]It seems like many dim years ago [01:39.17]Since I heard that face to face [01:42.04]Or seen you face to face [01:44.36]Though tonight I can feel you here [01:48.56]I get these notes [01:49.84]On butterflies and lilac sprays [01:53.69]From girls who just have to tell me [01:58.67]They saw you somewhere [02:11.97]In some office sits a poet [02:15.71]And he trembles as he sings [02:18.99]And he asks someone [02:20.14]To circulate his soul around [02:25.36]On your mark red ribbon runner [02:29.48]The caressing rev of motors [02:31.80]Finely tuned like fancy women [02:34.47]In thirties evening gowns [02:39.03]Up the charts [02:40.10]Off to the airport- [02:41.92]Your name's in the news [02:43.48]Everything's first class- [02:46.79]The lights go down- [02:48.18]And it's just you up there [02:51.91]Getting them to feel like that [03:01.64]Do you remember the days when you used to sit [03:05.83]And make up your tunes for love [03:08.67]And pour your simple sorrow [03:11.47]To the soundhole and your knee [03:15.45]And now you're seen [03:16.82]On giant screens [03:19.42]And at parties for the press [03:22.37]And for people who have slices of you [03:25.06]From the company [03:28.81]They toss around your latest golden egg [03:32.10]Speculation well who's to know [03:35.90]If the next one in the nest [03:39.35]Will glitter for them so [03:52.78]I guess I seem ungrateful [03:55.28]With my teeth sunk in the hand [03:58.92]That brings me things [04:00.29]I really can't give up just yet [04:05.49]Now I sit up here [04:07.83]The critic [04:09.26]And they introduce some band [04:11.21]But they seem so much confetti [04:13.70]Looking at them on my TV set [04:18.71]Oh the power and the glory [04:21.12]Just when you're getting a taste for worship [04:24.74]They start bringing out the hammers [04:30.25]And the boards [04:32.20]And the nails [04:42.45]I heard it in the wind last night [04:45.96]It sounded like applause [04:48.64]Chilly now [04:49.92]End of summer [04:51.11]No more shiny hot nights [04:55.70]It was just the arbutus rustling [04:59.06]And the bumping of the logs [05:01.56]And the moon swept down black water [05:04.68]Like an empty spotlight