It's been a while.

Joni Mitchell's Both Sides, Now.
(I heard this on CBC Radio on this 50 Greatest Canadian Songs show. It was number 3 or 4. I find it the only song I really apply to life in the mornings. This or Chelsea Morning.)

Bows and flows of angel hair
And ice cream castles in the air
And feather canyons everywhere
I've looked at clouds that way

But now they only block the sun
They rain and snow on everyone
So many things I would have done
But clouds got in my way

I've looked at clouds from both sides now
From up and down, and still somehow
It's cloud illusions I recall
I really don't know clouds at all

Moons and Junes and Ferris wheels
The dizzy dancing way you feel
As every fairy tale comes real
I've looked at love that way

But now it's just another show
You leave 'em laughing when you go
And if you care, don't let them know
Don't give yourself away

I've looked at love from both sides now
From give and take, and still somehow
It's love's illusions I recall
I really don't know love at all

Tears and fears and feeling proud
To say "I love you" right out loud
Dreams and schemes and circus crowds
I've looked at life that way

Oh but now old friends are acting strange
They shake their heads, they say I've changed
Well something's lost but something's gained
In living every day

I've looked at life from both sides now
From win and lose and still somehow
It's life's illusions I recall
I really don't know life at all


And Regina Spektor's Back of the Truck
(Not my favourite Regina song but the lyrics aren't put to complete shame in writing like most lyrics are.)

She lifted the monument in her monumental arms
She was the Mother Superior with her carry-on luggage charms
She was this androgynous powder nosed girl next door
She had eaten her dog and she was back for more
Back for more, back for more
Oh she was back for more, some more, yes please, some more

Her gym teacher thought himself a sweat-socked demi-god
And her geraniums thought themselves an alien pod
And her front porch gave way beneath the classified weight
And when an ambulance came they said it’s much too late
Oh it’s much too late, oh it’s much too, much too late
Oh it’s much too late, how late? Very late, too late.

Now the people of New Guinea and the people of L.A.
Have been penpals for years cause they both hate ballet
Only the pandas and bears have made a clean get away
But the news bulletin claims it is gonna be okay
Now Miss Lucy had a sweat shop where the immigrants work
Problem was they all turned to pumpkins at the 12 o’clock stroke
Promptly confiscated by police precinct number X
That was when alien geraniums entered into a fight
No violence, of course, no violence, no violence, of course
Hey no violence, of course, of course, why yes, of course
I mean, I mean, of course, why yes, of…of course

Here the story gets hazy and the hair gets too long
And the T.V. gets quiet as I hear a real bad song
The mothers get whiskey and the girlfriends get tongue
And there’s a back of a truck selling smoke free lungs
And there’s a back of a truck selling alien pods
And there’s a back of a truck selling game show hosts
And there’s a back of a truck selling the souls of the dead
And there’s a back of a truck selling crumb free bread
This is New York!
Now there’s a back of a truck selling the back of a car
And there’s a back of a car selling road way maps
And there are road way maps selling a back of a head
Hey how much for that back of a head, man?
Hey wait a minute, hey wait a minute
Wait a minute that’s…wait a minute that’s my back of a head
Hey you can’t sell that, man, that’s my back of a head
Hey, hey sell it back to me, man, sell it back to me
Hey it’s, it’s my m-m-m-m-m-m-mine

She lifted the monument in her monumental arms
She was the Mother Superior with her carry-on luggage charms
She was this androgynous powder nosed girl next door
She had eaten her dog and she was back for more
She had eaten her dog, D-O-W-G
She had eaten a dog, d-d-dog, d-d-dog, dog, dog, dog
She had eaten a…eaten a…eaten…eaten her…ooooh
Mmmmmm…mmmm…mmm
Ohhhh…ohhh….ohhhh
Ooooh….ooooooh…ooooh
Some more, yes please, some more
Some more, yes please, some more

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it's only been a few weeks since the last thread. i remember you posting a whole bunch in it too.