Phil Lesh & Friends - 6/16/13 Terrapin Crossroads

[@TucumcariTimmy]

Nice.

[@onthebus11]

Stanley !! SO FREAKING GREAT TY TY 🐻🐻🚌🚌🌹🌹🎇🎇🌈🌈🎆🎆❤❤OMG ALTHEA ETERHIAL MY TRIBUTE No Phil Zone The Box of rain was so full today It had to be opened to let the tears in Though I thought of the dog with no nose And how he smelled, “Pretty Awful” And the Bird songs sang Just a little while till they flew off And bombastic bombs filled the air Reverberating into my memorial ears Let him sing! into eternity, came to mind And nights of colours colliding to notes Whilst we danced into the streets To find comfort from the cold, in darkened nights In rooms we sat, spinning copies of the night Maximum records that still spin, in mind, in heart Cassettes scribbled on, in the daze of night We waited for the light of day and yet another night Never the same, the paths we followed led us home Remembering in snippets what had not been seen or heard Before or ever after again and again and again And never would be again, in that order What would you want us to do, whilst you sleep Find the value in it all, while going home Or, was it all just a psychedelic dream We sought on replay, until we too went out the window No pane made falling splinter free yet longer Such a long time to fall, till we hit the ground Running on a dream, that is difficult to re-create Just enjoy in slumber, though one may wonder What was really going on? Solace in song will keep me keeping on I got the Bus ticket, coast to coast To coast again, pop in the clutch, let freedom drive I will take that mystical ride, it’s the ride Not necessarily the destination Who knows where or how we will end up, anyway Today the accolades and concerts fill the screen Oh, Bertha I just gotta move Though it be a hard run I know you care Despite what may be around the corner I just can’t stop gotta get on From place from mind from body Though I fall, I hear a voice a calling Telling me I will land upon my knees In thornless Roses, picked by gypsies in the night Bringing light to day as I remember to inhale deeply Was it all that dancing that let me sleep so peacefully? I can only wish it for all And lay a rose upon your chest, aromatic rest I’ll let you fill in the rest. Once you pass the test, no cheat sheets allowed S. Garland 10/26/24