Hejira Joni Mitchell
[Dm11]
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[Eb6/9]
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[C6/9]I'm travelling in some vehicle, [Fsus2add4]sitting in some [F]cafe
A [Fsus2add4]defector from the petty wars th[F]at shell shock lov[C]e away
[C6/9]There's comfort in melancholy, w[Fsus2add4]hen there's no need t[F]o explain
It's just as [Fsus2add4]natural as the w[F]eather in this moody s[C]ky today
In our possessive [Fadd9]coupling so much could not be e[C]xpressed
So now I am re[Fadd9]turning to myself these [Gadd9add4]things that you and I supresse[G9add4]d
[Gadd9add4]I see something of myself in ev[Fadd9]eryone, just at this moment[C] of the world
As snow gathers like [Gadd9add4]bolts of lace, waltzing on a bal[Fadd9]lroom girl
[Dm11] [Eb6/9] You know it never has been easy whether you do or you do not resign
Whether you travel the breadth of extremities or stick to some straighter line
Now here's a man and a woman sitting on a rock
They're either going to thaw out or freeze
Listen... strains of Benny Goodman coming through the snow and the pinewood trees
I'm porous with travel fever but you know I'm so glad to be on my own
Still sometimes the slightest touch of a stranger can set up trembling in my bones
I know no one's going to show me everything we all come and go unknown
Each so deep and superficial, between the forceps and the stone
Well I looked at the granite markers, those tributes to finality, to eternity
And then I looked at myself here, chicken scratching for my immortality
In the church they light the candles and the wax rolls down like tears
There is the hope and the hopelessness, I've witnessed thirty years
We're only particles of changes I know, I know orbiting around the sun
But how can I have that point of view when I'm always bound and tied to someone
White flags of winter chimneys waving trace against the moon
In the mirrors of a modern bank from the window of a hotel room
I'm travelling in some vehicle, I'm sitting in some cafe
A defector from the petty wars until love suck me back that way
CHORDS:
Dm11: 222000 Eb6/9: 333000 C6/9: 002222 Fsus2add4: 555555
F: 557755 C: 002200 Fadd9: 555400 Gadd9add4: 777600 G9add4: 777000
NOTE: Once again, thanks to Howard Wright. I'm just tidying up his
version so it could fit onto one page in my guitar book.
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