Lirik Lagu Paprika Plains - Joni Mitchell
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
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- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
It fell from midnight skiesIt drummed on the galvanizedIn the washroom, women tracked the rainUp to the make-up mirrorLiquid soap and grassAnd Jungle Gardenia crashOn Pine-Sol and beer ...It's stifling in here ...I've got to get some air ...I'm going outside to get some air
Back in my hometownThey would have cleared the floorJust to watch the rain come down!They're such sky oriented people--Geared to changing weather ...I'm floating off in timeI'm floating offI'm floating off in time
When I was three feet tallAnd wide eyed open to it allWith their tasseled teams they cameTo McGee's General StoreAll in their beaded leathersI would tie on colored feathersAnd I'd beat the drum like war ...I would beat the drum like warI'd beat the drumI'd beat the drum like war
But when the church got throughThey traded their beads for bottlesSmashed--on Railway AvenueAnd they cut off their braidsAnd lost some link with natureI'm floating into dreamsI'm floating offI'm floating into my dreams
I dream paprika plainsVast and bleak and God forsakenPaprika plainsAnd a turquoise river snaking
(Where crows gaze--vigilant on wiresWhere cattle graze the grassesFar from the digits of business hoursThe moon clock wanes and waxes--But here all time is stripped awayNowhere on these plainsIs a sprout or an egg in evidenceTo measure loss or gain ...Only a little Indian bandCome down from some windy mesaNo women to make them food and childNo expressions on their facesI'm low in a helicopterAnd the wind from whirling bladesFlaps their woven blanketsAnd flags their raven braidsHow came they to this emptiness?How came they to this dream?How came I to this viewFrom a flying machineOf earth and air and waterAnd a band o
Back in my hometownThey would have cleared the floorJust to watch the rain come down!They're such sky oriented people--Geared to changing weather ...I'm floating off in timeI'm floating offI'm floating off in time
When I was three feet tallAnd wide eyed open to it allWith their tasseled teams they cameTo McGee's General StoreAll in their beaded leathersI would tie on colored feathersAnd I'd beat the drum like war ...I would beat the drum like warI'd beat the drumI'd beat the drum like war
But when the church got throughThey traded their beads for bottlesSmashed--on Railway AvenueAnd they cut off their braidsAnd lost some link with natureI'm floating into dreamsI'm floating offI'm floating into my dreams
I dream paprika plainsVast and bleak and God forsakenPaprika plainsAnd a turquoise river snaking
(Where crows gaze--vigilant on wiresWhere cattle graze the grassesFar from the digits of business hoursThe moon clock wanes and waxes--But here all time is stripped awayNowhere on these plainsIs a sprout or an egg in evidenceTo measure loss or gain ...Only a little Indian bandCome down from some windy mesaNo women to make them food and childNo expressions on their facesI'm low in a helicopterAnd the wind from whirling bladesFlaps their woven blanketsAnd flags their raven braidsHow came they to this emptiness?How came they to this dream?How came I to this viewFrom a flying machineOf earth and air and waterAnd a band o
