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Joni Mitchell( Roberta Joan Anderson )
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Slouching Towards Bethlehem
Turning and turning within the widening gyre The falcon cannot hear the falconer Things fall apart, the center cannot hold And a blood dimmed tide is loosed upon the world
Nothing is sacred, the ceremony sinks Innocence is drowned in anarchy The best lack conviction, given some time to think And the worst are full of passion without mercy
Surely some revelation is at hand Surely it's the second coming And the wrath has finally taken form For what is this rough beast? It's hour come at last
Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born, oh oh yeah To be born, oh oh oh yeah
Hoping and hoping as if by my weak faith The spirit of this world would heal and rise Vast are the shadows that straddle and strafe And struggle in the darkness troubling my eyes
Shaped like a lion, it has the head of a man With a gaze as blank and pitiless as the sun And it's moving its slow thighs across the desert sands Through dark indignant, reeling falcons Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
Surely some revelation is at hand Surely it's the second coming And the wrath has finally taken form For what is this rough beast? It's hour come at last
Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born, oh oh yeah To be born, hey Bethlehem, shape of a lion
Raging and raging, it rises from the deep Opening its eyes after twenty centuries Vexed to a nightmare, out of a stony sleep By a rocking cradle, by the sea of Galilee
Surely some revelation is at hand Surely it's the second coming And the wrath has finally taken form For what is this rough beast? It's hour come at last
Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born, oh oh yeah To be born, hey Bethlehem, shape of a lion, oh oh Just the shape of a lion, oh oh Hey Bethlehem, shape of a lion
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