Текст песни Joni Mitchell - The Hissing of Summer Lawns
Joni Mitchell - The Hissing of Summer Lawns слова песни
He bought her a diamond for her throatHe put her in a ranch house on a hillShe could see the valley barbecuesFrom her window sillSee the blue pools in the squinting sunHear the hissing of summer lawnsHe put up a barbed wire fenceTo keep out the unknownAnd on every metal thornJust a little blood of his ownShe patrols that fence of hisTo a latin drumAnd the hissing of summer lawnsDarknessWonder makes it easyDarknessWith a joyful maskDarknessTubes gone, darkness, darkness, darknessNo color no contrastA diamond dogCarrying a cup and a caneLooking through a double glassLooking at too much pride and too much shameTheres a black fly buzzingTheres a heat wave burning in her masters voiceHissing summer lawnsHe gave her his darkness to regretAnd good reason to quit himHe gave her a roomful of chippendaleThat nobody sits inStill she stays with a love of some kindIts the ladys choiceThe hissing of summer lawns