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My time coming, anyday, don't worry about me, no
Been so long I felt this way, I'm in no hurry, no Rainbows and down that highway where ocean breezes blow My time coming, voices saying they tell me where to go. Don't worry about me, nah nah nah, don't worry about me, no and I'm in no hurry, nah nah nah, I know where to go. California, preaching on the burning shore California, I'll be knocking on the golden door Like an angel, standing in a shaft of light Rising up to paradise, I know I'm gonna shine. My time coming, anyday, don't worry about me, no It's gonna be just like they say, them voices tell me so Seems so long I felt this way and time sure passin' slow Still I know I lead the way, they tell me where I go. Don't worry about me, no no no, don't worry about me, no and I'm in no hurry, no no no, I know where to go. California, a prophet on the burning shore California, I'll be knocking on the golden door Like an angel, standing in a shaft of light Rising up to paradise, I know I'm gonna shine. You've all been asleep, you would not believe me Them voices tellin' me, you will soon receive me Standin' on the beach, the sea will part before me Fire wheel burning in the air! You will follow me and we will ride to glory, way up, the middle of the air! And I'll call down thunder and speak the same and my work fills the sky with flame and might and glory gonna be my name and men gonna light my way. My time coming, anyday, don't worry about me, no It's gonna be just like they say, them voices tell me so Seems so long I felt this way and time sure passin' slow My time coming, anyday, don't worry about me, no Don't worry about me, no no no, don't worry about me, no and I'm in no hurry, no no no, don't worry about me, no. |
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Firefly, can you see me?
Shine on, glowing, brief and brightly Could you imagine? One summer day, That same night be on your way Do you remember? Hearts were too cold Seasons have frozen us into our souls People were sayin' the whole world is burning Ashes have scattered too hard to turn Upside out or inside down False alarm, the only game in town No man's land, the only game in town Terrible, the only game in town Passenger, don't you hear me? Destination seen unclearly. What is a man deep down inside, What a raging beast with nothing to hide. Upside out or inside down False alarm, the only game in town No man's land, the only game in town Terrible, the only game in town |
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Gazing at the fire, burning by the water
Before he speaks the world around us quiets. With eyes as sharp as arrows and turning to the fire He clears the air and cuts it with a feather. Many in a circle slowly 'round the fire When he is gone I want to know him better. No one is forsaken, no one is a liar, He plants the tree of life on our foreheads with water. He hums, there are drums, four winds, rising suns, We are singing and playing, I hear what he's saying. I remember breezes from winds inside your body keep me high, like I told you, I'll sing to them this story and know why. |
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TERRAPIN STATION
Lyrics by Robert Hunter Music by Jerry Garcia Let my inspiration flow In total rhyme suggesting rhythm That will not forsake me 'Til my tale is told and done. While the firelight's aglow Strange shadows from the flames do grow 'Til things we've never seen Become familiar. Shadows of a sailor form, As winds both foul and fair all swarm Down in Carlisle he loved a lady Many years ago. Here beside him stands a man, A soldier from the looks of him, Who came through many fights, But lost in love. As the storyteller speaks, A door within the fire creaks, Suddenly it flies open, And a girl is standing there. Eyes alight, with glowing hair, All that fancy paints as fair, She takes her fan and throws it In the lion's den. "Which of you, to gain me, tell, Will risk uncertain pains of hell? I will not forgive you If you will not take the chance." The sailor gave at least a try, The soldier being much too wise. Strategy was his strength, And not disaster. The sailor coming out again, The Lady fairly leapt at him. That's how it stands today. You decide if he was wise. The Storyteller makes no choice. Soon, you will not hear his voice. His job is to shed light, And not to master. Since the end is never told, We pay the teller off in gold, In hopes he will come back, But he cannot be bought or sold. Inspiration, move me brightly Light the song with sense and color, Hold away despair! More than this, I will not ask, Faced with mysteries dark and vast. Statements just seem vain at last. Some rise, some fall, some climb To get to Terrapin Counting stars by candlelight All are dim but one is bright The spiral light of Venus Rising first and shining best Oh, from the north-west corner Of a brand-new crescent moon Crickets and cicadas sing A rare and different tune: Terrapin Station! In the shadow of the moon, Terrapin Station! And I know we'll be there soon! (Terrapin) I can't figure out (Terrapin) If it's the end or beginning (Terrapin) But the train's put it brakes on (Terrapin) And the whistle is screaming: Terrapin! |