Lirik Lagu Refuge Of The Roads - 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
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- 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.
I met a friend of spiritHe drank and womanizedAnd I sat before his sanityI was holding back from cryingHe saw my complicationsAnd he mirrored me back simplifiedAnd we laughed how our perfectionWould always be denied"Heart and humor and humility"He said "Will lighten up your heavy load"I left him for the refuge of the roads
I fell in with some driftersCast upon a beachtownWinn Dixie cold cuts and highway hand me downsAnd I wound up fixing dinnerFor them and Boston JimI well up with affectionThinking back down the roads to thenThe nets were overflowingIn the Gulf of MexicoThey were overflowing in the refuge of the roads
There was spring along the ditchesThere were good times in the citiesOh, radiant happinessIt was all so light and easyTill I started analyzingAnd I brought on my old waysA thunderhead of judgment wasGathering in my gazeAnd it made most people nervousThey just didn't want to knowWhat I was seeing in the refuge of the roads
I pulled off into a forestCrickets clicking in the fernsLike a wheel of fortuneI heard my fate turn, turn turnAnd I went running down a white sand roadI was running like a white-assed deerRunning to lose the bluesTo the innocence in hereThese are the clouds of MichelangeloMuscular with gods and sungoldShine on your witness in the refuge of the roads
In a highway service stationOver the month of JuneWas a photograph of the earthTaken coming back from the moonAnd you couldn't see a cityOn that marbled bowling ballOr a forest or a highwayOr me here least of allYou couldn't see these cold water restroomsOr this baggage overloadWestbound and rolling taking refuge in the roads
I fell in with some driftersCast upon a beachtownWinn Dixie cold cuts and highway hand me downsAnd I wound up fixing dinnerFor them and Boston JimI well up with affectionThinking back down the roads to thenThe nets were overflowingIn the Gulf of MexicoThey were overflowing in the refuge of the roads
There was spring along the ditchesThere were good times in the citiesOh, radiant happinessIt was all so light and easyTill I started analyzingAnd I brought on my old waysA thunderhead of judgment wasGathering in my gazeAnd it made most people nervousThey just didn't want to knowWhat I was seeing in the refuge of the roads
I pulled off into a forestCrickets clicking in the fernsLike a wheel of fortuneI heard my fate turn, turn turnAnd I went running down a white sand roadI was running like a white-assed deerRunning to lose the bluesTo the innocence in hereThese are the clouds of MichelangeloMuscular with gods and sungoldShine on your witness in the refuge of the roads
In a highway service stationOver the month of JuneWas a photograph of the earthTaken coming back from the moonAnd you couldn't see a cityOn that marbled bowling ballOr a forest or a highwayOr me here least of allYou couldn't see these cold water restroomsOr this baggage overloadWestbound and rolling taking refuge in the roads
