Joni Mitchell – The Beat Of Black Wings Lyrics  Share

From Joni Mitchell's album: Chalk Mark In A Rain Storm

I met a young soldier
He said his name was Killer Kyle
He was shakin^, all over
Like a night-frightened child
This is his story
It^,s a tough one for me to sing
Hard as the squawk and the flap
And the beat of-the beat of black wings

"They gave me a gun," he said
"They gave me a mission
For the power and the glory-
Propaganda-piss on ^,em
There^,s a war zone inside me-
I can feel things exploding-
I can^,t even hear the fucking music playing
For the beat of-the beat of black wings."

He said, "I never had nothin^,-
Nothin^, I could believe in
My girl killed our unborn child
Without even grievin^,!
I put my hands on her belly
To feel the kid kickin^,-damn!
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She^,d been to some clinic
Oh-the beat of black wings."

"They want you-they need you-
They train you to kill-
To be a pin on some map-
Some vicarious thrill-
The old hate the young
That^,s the whole heartless thing
The old pick the wars
We die in ^,em
To the beat of-the beat of black wings."

There^,s a man drawing pictures
On the sidewalk with chalk
Just as fast as he draws ^,em
Rain come down and wash ^,em off
"Keep the drinks comin^, girl
^,Til I can^,t feel anything
I^,m just a chalk mark in a rainstorm
I^,m just the beat of black wings."
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