The Beat of Black Wings — текст песни (Joni Mitchell)

Words and music by joni mitchell



I met a young soldier

He said his name was killer kyle

He was shakin all over

Like a night-frightened child

This is his story

Its a tough one for me to sing

Hard as the squawk and the flap

And the beat of--the beat of black wings



"they gave me a gun," he said

"they gave me a mission

For the power and the glory--

Propaganda--piss on em

Theres a war zone inside me--

I can feel things exploding--

I cant even hear the fucking music playing

For the beat of--the beat of black wings."



He said, "i never had nothin--

Nothin I could believe in

My girl killed our unborn child

Without even grievin!

I put my hands on her belly

To feel the kid kickin--damn!

Shed been to some clinic

Oh--the beat of black wings."



"they want you--they need you--

They train you to kill--

To be a pin on some map--

Some vicarious thrill--

The old hate the young

Thats the whole heartless thing

The old pick the wars

We die in em

To the beat of--the beat of black wings."



Theres a man drawing pictures

On the sidewalk with chalk

Just as fast as he draws em

Rain come down and wash em off

"keep the drinks comin girl

til I cant feel anything

Im just a chalk mark in a rainstorm

Im just the beat of black wings."