for tedra l plane


Briefly

as everything is in this life

we shared slapstick

and manic

some

unforgettable

wonders

and still all those questions never to be answered

now knowing this

something quiet

peace descends

a lacy feel of breath

not deep

not in or out

but

there

.

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  • pdlyons  On June 15, 2012 at 8:36 pm

    Grateful Dead I Know You Rider Lyrics

    Songwriters: KAUKONEN, JORMA

    I know you, rider, gonna miss me when Im gone;
    I know you, rider, gonna miss me when Im gone;
    Gonna miss your baby, from rolling in your arms.

    Laid down last night, lord, I could not take my rest;
    Laid down last night, lord, I could not take my rest;
    My mind was wandering like the wild geese in the west.

    The sun will shine in my back door someday.
    The sun will shine in my back door someday.
    March winds will blow all my troubles away.

    I wish I was a headlight, on a north bound train;
    I wish I was a headlight, on a north bound train;
    Id shine my light through cool colorado rain.

    I know you, rider, gonna miss me when Im gone;
    I know you, rider, gonna miss me when Im gone;
    Gonna miss your baby, from rolling in your arms.

    [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/g/grateful+dead/i+know+you+rider_20062367.htm

    I Know You Rider lyrics © EMI Music Publishing

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  • pdlyons  On June 19, 2012 at 9:12 pm

    China Cat Sunflower
    Lyrics By: Robert Hunter
    Music By: Jerry Garcia

    Look for a while at the China Cat Sunflower
    proud-walking jingle in the midnight sun
    Copper-dome bodhi drip a silver kimono
    like a crazy-quilt star gown
    through a dream night wind

    (note 1)
    China cat
    China cat
    China cat
    China cat

    Krazy Kat peeking through a lace bandana
    like a one-eyed Cheshire
    like a diamond-eyed jack
    A leaf of all colors plays
    a golden string fiddle
    to a double-e waterfall over my back

    Comic book colors on a violin river
    crying Leonardo words
    from out a silk trombone
    I rang a silent bell
    beneath a shower of pearls
    in the eagle winged palace
    of the queen Chinee

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