Through the windless wells of wonder
By the throbbing light machine
In the tea leaf trance or under
Orders from the king and queen

Songs, to aging children come
(Songs, to aging children come)
Aging children, I am one (I am one)

People hurry by so quickly
Don't they hear the melodies
In the chiming and the clicking
And the laughing harmonies

Songs, to aging children come
(Songs, to aging children come)
Aging children, I am one (I am one)

Some come dark and strange like dying
Crows and ravens whistling
Lines of weeping, strings of crying
So much said in listening

Songs, to aging children come
(Songs, to aging children come)
Aging children, I am one (I am one)

Does the moon play only silver
When it strums the galaxy
Dying roses will they will their
Perfumed rhapsodies to me

Songs, to aging children come
(Songs, to aging children come)
This is one

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Writer(s): Joni Mitchell