The Silky Veils of Ardor - Joni Mitchell

I am a poor wayfaring stranger

Traveling through all these highs and lows

I heard there was no sickness

And no toil or danger

Just mercy and plenty

Where peaceful waters flow

Where peaceful waters flow

Come all you fair and tender school girls

Be careful now--when you court young men

They are like the stars

On a summer morning

They sparkle up the night

And they’re gone again

Daybreak--gone again

If I’d only seen through the silky veils of ardor

What a killing crime this love can be

I would have locked up my heart

In a golden sheath of armor

And kept its crazy beating

Under strictest secrecy

High security

I wish I had the wings

Of Noah’s pretty little white dove

So I could fly this raging river

To reach the one I love

But I have no wings

And the water is so wide

We’ll have to row a little harder

It’s just in dreams we fly

In my dreams we fly!