A cappella Joni Mitchell cover.
Watch the rest of this spellbinding Earphoria session here.
Willy is my child; he is my father
I would be his lady all my life
He says he’d love to live with me
But for an ancient injury
That has not healed
He said I feel once again
Like I gave my heart too soon
He stood looking through the lace
At the face on the conquered moon
And counting all the cars up the hill
And the stars on my window sill
There are still more reasons why I love him
Willy is my joy; he is my sorrow
Now he wants to run away and hide
He says our love cannot be real
He cannot hear the chapel’s pealing silver bells
But you know it’s hard to tell
When you’re in the spell if it’s wrong or if it’s real
But you’re bound to lose
If you let the blues get you scared to feel
And I feel like I’m just being born
Like a shiny light breaking in a storm
There are so many reasons why I love him
Mesmerising live rendition of Dick van Dyke’s song from the film Chitty Chitty Bang Bang (1968).
Hold our hollow hearted ground
Til we swallow ourselves down
We, the ashes,
We spent our days like matches
And burned ourselves as black as
We know not the fire in which we burn
But we sing and we sing
And the flames grow higher.
We read not the pages which we turn
But we sing, and we sing, and we sing, and we sing
We, the wrong,
We the sewn up and long gone,
Were before and all along
We, the drowned
The lost and found out,
We are all finished again.
I’m sure I’ve posted this before, but I was just reminded of it, and it is so, so incredible: vulnerable yet immensely resilient.