Oh it gets so lonely When you're walking And the streets are full of strangers — Joni Mitchell Copy Share Image
I came upon a child of god, He was walking along the road And I asked him, where are you going And… — Joni Mitchell Copy Share Image
They paved paradise and put up a parkin lot With a pink hotel, a boutique, and a swingin' hot spot Don't it always seem… — Joni Mitchell Copy Share Image
And the seasons they go 'round and 'round And the painted ponies go up and down We're captive on the carousel of time We… — Joni Mitchell Copy Share Image
I have one piece of music, since 1997, and I don't see it having lyrics. Where does it go in this world? So I… — Joni Mitchell Copy Share Image
Musically, I would never run dry. Any time I sit down to an instrument, I could write a song. — Joni Mitchell Copy Share Image
You snipe so steady, you snub so snide, so rip and ready to diminish and deride. — Joni Mitchell Copy Share Image
I loved Debussy, Stravinsky, Chopin, Tchaikovsky, anything with romantic melodies, especially the nocturnes. Nietzsche was a hero, especially with 'Thus Spoke Zarathustra.' He gets… — Joni Mitchell Copy Share Image
When the spirit of child's play enters into the creative process, it's a wonderful force and something to be nurtured. — Joni Mitchell Copy Share Image
I was young for my age. Not as naïve as they expected. I don't know why I seem to bring that out in people. — Joni Mitchell Copy Share Image
This is a nation that has lost the ability to be self-critical, and that makes a lie out of the freedoms. — Joni Mitchell Copy Share Image
Land of snap decisions, land of short attention spans, nothing is savored long enough to really understand. — Joni Mitchell Copy Share Image
