The Hissing of Summer Lawns lyrics
by Joni Mitchell
He bought her a diamond for her throat.
He put her in a ranch house on a hill.
She could see the valley barbecues
From her window sill,
See the blue pools in the squinting sun
And hear the hissing of summer lawns.
He put up a barbed wire fence
To keep out the unknown,
And on every metal thorn
Just a little blood of his own.
She patrols that fence of his
To a Latin drum
And the hissing of summer lawns.
Darkness
Tube's gone, darkness, darkness
No color no contrast
A diamond dog
Carrying a cup and a cane
Looking through a double glass
Looking at too much pride and too much shame.
There's a black fly buzzing.
There's a heatwave burning in her master's voice
And the hissing of summer lawns
He gave her his darkness to regret,
And good reason to quit him.
He gave her a room full of Chippendale
That nobody sits in.
Still she stays with a love of some kind.
It's the lady's choice
The hissing of summer lawns
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