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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=80807" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Coyote</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">No regrets coyote<br>We just come from such different sets of circumstance<br>Im up all night in the studios<br>And youre up early on your ranch<br>Youll be brushing out a brood mares tail<br>While the sun is ascending<br>And Ill just be getting home with my reel to reel...<br>Theres no comprehending<br>Just how close to the bone and the skin and the eyes<br>And the lips you can get<br>And still feel so alone<br>And still feel related<br>Like stations in some relay<br>Youre not a hit and run driver, no, no<br>Racing away<br>You just picked up a hitcher<br>A prisoner of the white lines on the freeway<br>We saw a farmhouse burning down<br>In the middle of nowhere<br>In the middle of the night<br>And we rolled right past that tragedy<br>Till we turned into some road house lights<br>Where a local band was playing<br>Locals were up kicking and shaking on the floor<br>And the next thing I know<br>That coyotes at my door<br>He pins me in a corner and he wont take no!<br>He drags me out on the dance floor<br>And were dancing close and slow<br>Now hes got a woman at home<br>Hes got another woman down the hall<br>He seems to want me anyway<br>Whyd you have to get so drunk<br>And lead me on that way<br>You just picked up a hitcher<br>A prisoner of the white lines of the freeway<br>I looked a coyote right in the face<br>On the road to baljennie near my old home town<br>He went running thru the whisker wheat<br>Chasing some prize down<br>And a hawk was playing with him<br>Coyote was jumping straight up and making passes<br>He had those same eyes - just like yours<br>Under your dark glasses<br>Privately probing the public rooms<br>And peeking thru keyholes in numbered doors<br>Where the players lick their wounds<br>And take their temporary lovers<br>And their pills and powders to get them thru this passion play<br>No regrets, coyote<br>I just get off up aways<br>You just picked up a hitcher<br>A prisoner of the white lines on the freeway<br>Coyotes in the coffee shop<br>Hes staring a hole in his scrambled eggs<br>He picks up my scent on his fingers<br>While hes watching the waitresses legs<br>Hes too fat from the bay of fundy<br>>from appaloosas and eagles and tides<br>And the air conditioned cubicles<br>And the carbon ribbon rides<br>Are spelling it out so clear<br>Either hes going to have to stand and fight<br>Or take off out of here<br>I tried to run away myself<br>To run away and wrestle with my ego<br>And with this flame<br>You put here in this eskimo<br>In this hitcher<br>In this prisoner<br>Of the fine white lines<br>Of the white lines on the free, free way</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Joni Mitchell - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q>
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We just come from such different sets of circumstance
Im up all night in the studios
And youre up early on your ranch
Youll be brushing out a brood mares tail
While the sun is ascending
And Ill just be getting home with my reel t..."></div>
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