[** "Unbroken Chain" by Grateful Dead {Sampler}:]
Clouds stop and move above me
Too bad they can't help me
When I stop and look around me,
Gray's where that color should be,
Old glasses clinking and a new order's blinking
And I, I should be floating but I'm weighted by thinking
Really can't make it change,
When the sky gets filled up too fast
And the taxi man's saying, "You better
When the point of horizon is hiding from you,
What would you want, sky?
(Are you taking it lightly?
Here come those flurries)
Clouds stop and move above me
Too bad they can't help me
When I stop and look around me,
Gray's where that color should be,
Here come those flurries)
Old glasses clinking and a new order's blinking
And I, I should be floating but I'm weighted by thinking
I'm a fly on the river,
Gotta make me some change,
When the sky gets filled up too fast
And the taxi cab's waiting, you better
When the point of horizon is hiding its blues
What would you want, sky?
When the point of horizon is hiding it's blues
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