Don Juan'S Reckless Daughter - Joni Mitchell

    I'm Don Juan's reckless daughter
    I came out two days on your tail
    Those two bald-headed days in November
    Before the first snowflakes sail
    Out on the vast and subtle plains of mystery
    A split tongue spirit talks
    Noble as a nickel chief
    Striking up an old juke box
    And he says:
    "Snakes along the railroad tracks."
    He says, "Eagles in jet trails ..."
    He says, "Coils around feathers and talons on scales ...
    Gravel under the belly plates ..."
    He says, "Wind in the Wings ..."
    He says, "Big bird dragging its tail in the dust ...
    Snake kite flying on a string."

    I come from open prairie
    Given some wisdom and a lot of jive!
    Last night the ghosts of my old ideas
    Reran on channel five
    And it howled so spooky for its eagle soul
    I nearly broke down and cried
    But the split tongue spirit laughed at me
    He says, "Your serpent cannot be denied."
    Our serpents love the whisky bars
    They love the romance of the crime
    But didn't I see a neon sign
    Fester on your hotel blind
    And a country road come off the wall
    And swoop down at the crowd at the bar
    And put me at the top of your danger list
    Just for being so much like you are!

    You're a coward against the altitude--
    You're a coward against the flesh--
    Coward--caught between yes and no
    Reckless this time on the line for yes, yes, yes!
    Reckless brazen in the play
    Of your changing traffic lights
    Coward--slinking down the hall
    to another restless night
    As we center behind the eight ball
    As we rock between the sheets
    As we siphon the colored language
    Off the farms and the streets
    Here in Good-Old-God-Save-America
    the home of the brave and the free
    We are all hopelessly oppressed cowards
    Of some duality
    Of restless multiplicity
    (Oh say can you see)

    Restless for streets and honky tonks
    Restless for home and routine
    Restless for country-safety-and her
    Restless for the likes of reckless me
    Restless sweeps like fire and rain
    Over virgin wilderness
    It prowls like hookers and thieves
    Through bolt locked tenements
    Behind my bolt locked door
    The eagle and the serpent are at war in me
    The serpent fighting for blind desire
    The eagle for clarity
    What strange prizes these battles bring
    These hectic joys-these weary blues
    Puffed up and strutting when I think I win
    Down and shaken when I think I lose
    There are rivets up here in this eagle
    There are box cars down there on your snake
    And we are twins of spirit
    No matter which route home we take
    Or what we forsake
    We're going to come up to the eyes of clarity
    And we'll go down to the beads of guile
    There is danger and education
    In living out such a reckless life style
    I touched you on the central plains
    It was plane to train my twin
    It was just plane shadow to train shadow
    But to me it was skin to skin
    The spirit talks in spectrums
    He talks to mother earth to father sky
    Self indulgence to self denial
    Man to woman
    Scales to feathers
    You and I
    Eagles in the sky
    You and I
    Snakes in the grass
    You and I
    Crawl and fly
    You and I

    Marco Giunco
    Work Basket Music Words