The Sire of Sorrow (Job's Sad Song)
Joni Mitchell"The Sire of Sorrow (Job's Sad Song)" es una canción de Joni Mitchell, 1994, Pop. La canción dura 6:44, 61 lines / 437 words.
Letra
0:01Let me speak let me spit out my bitterness
0:13Born of grief and nights without sleep and festering flesh
0:26You Do have eyes
0:31Can you see like mankind sees
0:38Why have you soured and curdled me
0:50Oh you tireless watcher what have i done to you
1:01That you make everything i dread and everything i fear come true
1:17Once i was blessed; i was awaited like the rain
1:28Like eyes for the blind like feet for the lame
1:41Kings heard my words and they sought out my company
1:51But now the janitors of shadowland their flick brooms at me
2:05Oh you tireless watcher what have i done to you
2:17That you make everything i dread and everything i fear come true
2:24Antagonists: man is the sire of sorrow
2:40I've lost all taste for life
2:43I'm all complaints
2:46Tell me why do you starve the faithful
2:50Why do you crucify the saints
2:56And you let the wicked prosper
2:58You let their children frisk like deer
3:04And my loves are dead or dying or they don't come near
3:11We don't despise your chastening
3:15God is correcting you
3:17Oh and look who comes to counsel my deep distress
3:28Oh these pompous physicians
3:33What carelessness
3:35Oh all this ranting all this wind
3:39Filling our ears with trash
3:42Breathtaking ignorance adding insult to injury
3:53They come blaming and shaming
3:57Evil doer
3:58And shattering me
4:00This vain man wishes to seem wise
4:05A man born of asses
4:07Oh you tireless watcher what have i done to you
4:17That you make everything i dread and everything i fear come true
4:25We don't despise your chastening
4:41Already on a bed of sighs and screams
4:47And still you torture me with visions
4:51You give me terrifying dreams
4:57Better i was carried from the womb to straight the grave
5:06I see the diggers waiting they're spadesleaning on their
5:11Man is the sire of sorrow
5:15Sure as the sparks ascend
5:19Where is hope you're while wondering what went wrong
5:31Why give me light and then this dark without a dawn
5:37Evil is sweet in your mouth
5:41Hiding under your tongue
5:44Show your face
5:46What a long fall from grace
5:49Help me understand
5:56What is the reason for your heavy hand
6:02You're stumbling in shadows
6:05You have no name now
6:07Was it the sins of my youth
6:14What have i done to you
6:18That you make everything i dread and everything i fear come true
6:26Oh your guilt must weigh so greatly
6:32Everything i dread and everything i fear come true
6:39Man is the sire of sorrow
6:44Oh you make everything i dread and everything i fear come true
Let me speak let me spit out my bitterness Born of grief and nights without sleep and festering flesh You Do have eyes Can you see like mankind sees Why have you soured and curdled me Oh you tireless watcher what have i done to you That you make everything i dread and everything i fear come true Once i was blessed; i was awaited like the rain Like eyes for the blind like feet for the lame Kings heard my words and they sought out my company But now the janitors of shadowland their flick brooms at me Oh you tireless watcher what have i done to you That you make everything i dread and everything i fear come true Antagonists: man is the sire of sorrow I've lost all taste for life I'm all complaints Tell me why do you starve the faithful Why do you crucify the saints And you let the wicked prosper You let their children frisk like deer And my loves are dead or dying or they don't come near We don't despise your chastening God is correcting you Oh and look who comes to counsel my deep distress Oh these pompous physicians What carelessness Oh all this ranting all this wind Filling our ears with trash Breathtaking ignorance adding insult to injury They come blaming and shaming Evil doer And shattering me This vain man wishes to seem wise A man born of asses Oh you tireless watcher what have i done to you That you make everything i dread and everything i fear come true We don't despise your chastening Already on a bed of sighs and screams And still you torture me with visions You give me terrifying dreams Better i was carried from the womb to straight the grave I see the diggers waiting they're spadesleaning on their Man is the sire of sorrow Sure as the sparks ascend Where is hope you're while wondering what went wrong Why give me light and then this dark without a dawn Evil is sweet in your mouth Hiding under your tongue Show your face What a long fall from grace Help me understand What is the reason for your heavy hand You're stumbling in shadows You have no name now Was it the sins of my youth What have i done to you That you make everything i dread and everything i fear come true Oh your guilt must weigh so greatly Everything i dread and everything i fear come true Man is the sire of sorrow Oh you make everything i dread and everything i fear come true
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