Joni Mitchell's highly painterly, and utterly beautiful "Urge for Going"

"I'll ply the fire with kindling and pull the blankets up to my chin And I'll lock the vagrant winter out and I'll bolt my wandering in. I'd like to call back summertime and have her stay for just another month or so But she's got the urge for going, so I guess she'll have to go. She gets the urge for going when meadow grass is turning brown And all her empires are falling down. Winter's closing in."