I wish I had the wings
Of Noah's pretty little white dove
I would fly this raging river
To reach the one I love
But I have no wings
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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!
It's not clear that the road Mitchell is traveling leads to home. In fact, for all the analytical self-portraits Mitchell paints, it is not clear where she is going. Too many of the songs on Don Juan's Reckless Daughter lack clarity and perspective, and too many simply fail to be interesting. Not all of the songs fail, however, and the musicianship is consistently creative and imaginative. The end product is a creditable, if somewhat unsatisfying, effort.