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[ti:The Hissing of Summer Lawns] |
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[ar:Joni Mitchell] |
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[al:The Hissing of Summer Lawns] |
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He bought her a diamond for her throat |
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He put her in a ranch house on a hill |
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She could see the valley barbecues |
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From her window sill |
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See the blue pools in the squinting sun |
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Hear the hissing of summer lawns |
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He put up a barbed wire fence |
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To keep out the unknown |
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And on every metal thorn |
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Just a little blood of his own |
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She patrols that fence of his |
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To a latin drum |
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And the hissing of summer lawns |
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Darkness |
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Wonder makes it easy |
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Darkness |
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With a joyful mask |
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Darkness |
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Tube's gone darkness darkness darkness |
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No color no contrast |
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A diamond dog |
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Carrying a cup and a cane |
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Looking through a double glass |
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Looking at too much pride and too much shame |
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There's a black fly buzzing |
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There's a heat wave burning in her master's voice |
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The hissing of summer lawns |
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He gave her his darkness to regret |
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And good reason to quit him |
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He gave her a roomful of Chippendale |
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That nobody sits in |
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Still she stays with a love of some kind |
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It's the lady's choice |
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The hissing of summer lawns |