Grateful Dead

when it all dissolves and disappearswhen you're so blind that you can't see your hand in front of your eyes that's not a dream that is real this here world is the dream living from the blind spot never missing one drop licking up the spoon right before I jump over the moon you missed a spot no I didn't the two sides of the same coin rose up, kissed and were gone leaving nothing, for in that instant a fountain shot up from somewhere inside it felt like compassion for all and the vision to see the true it was here all the time but it couldn't be seen for all the up and down the good and bad the light and dark the bills to pay the human concerns this is the day they all went away dwarfed into nothing by the vast endlessness the Allness coming out from Love I may look blind but I can see I may not seem to know the difference But I know what is good And that's enough for me When you let it all go the little puny runt runs off anyway he ain't your friend come inside the soft chewy center of Love.

words are to ideasas the world is to reality

War--Norman Whitfield & Barrett Strong War! huh-yeah What is it good for? Absolutely nothing Uh-huh War! huh-yeah What is it good for? Absolutely nothing Say it again y'all War! huh good God What is it good for? Absolutely nothing Listen to me? Ohhh? War! I despise Because it means destruction? Of innocent lives War means tears to thousands of mothers eyes When their sons go to fight and lose their lives I said - War! Huh Good God y'all What is it good for? Absolutely nothing Say it again War! Whoa, Lord ... What is it good for Absolutely nothing Listen to me? War! It ain't nothing but a heartbreaker War! Friend only to the undertaker War! It's an enemy to all mankind The thought of war blows my mind War has caused unrest in the younger generation Induction then destruction- Who wants to die? Ohhh? War Good God y'all What is it good for? Absolutely nothing Say it, Say it, Say it War! Uh-huh Yeah - Huh! What is it good for? Absolutely nothing Listen to me? War! It ain't nothing but a heartbreaker War! It's got one friend, that's the undertaker War has shattered many a young mans dreams Made him disabled bitter and mean Life is much to precious to spend fighting wars these days War can't give life, it can only take it away War! Huh Good God y'all What is it good for? Absolutely nothing Say it again War! Whoa, Lord ... What is it good for Absolutely nothing Listen to me? War! It ain't nothing but a heartbreaker War! Friend only to the undertaker Peace Love and Understanding; tell me, is there no place for them today? They say we must fight to keep our freedom But Lord knows there's got to be a better way War! Huh Good God y'all What is it good for? You tell me Say it, Say it, Say it War! Huh Good God y'all What is it good for? Stand up and shout it. Nothing!

quiet on the insidethe towering pines tracks quickly swept away only snowshoes work here inside this mountain bowl there's not even the sound of a chainsaw quiet on the inside I play with the lion and the bear Out here where there is no fear We frolic and prance Making the shadows dance All night long quiet on the inside the thunder peals the pets draw near I gather the family Into my loving arms We all feel safe And warm quiet on the inside no more storms to blow I let it all go Back into the nothing That it come from the only waves that crash against my door is when someone thinks of what is and goes, yeah! the rest I ignore so quiet on the inside nobody knows I wasn't even there thought traveling don't need no strand no more my bags I dont need to unpack when I'm quiet on the inside looking for the third time the first was for me the second was for you the third rose I laid for the world quiet on the inside

it's a simple math decisionbetween addition or division when the way looks dark and scary and the dark clouds loom overhead we get to the point where we just want to give in if we all pull together now and hold hands we will make it all go away holding hands means love and love means addition breaking down means fear and fear means division if we push to see through all our differentness we will make it to the universal and though we retain our individual characters our personalities disappear if we have wandered away from the family and find ourselves around a strange campfire with no dancing but for the beady eyes join together and hold hands or dance alone through the night the love you shine not yours or mine but it will light the way in night or day until the eyes are twinkling the hearts are warm and the laughter is everywhere. its a simple math decision between addition or division ah the ego will lie and tell you the divisive view is the gold standard and cause you to relate everything to hate yes but that is folly for that were never true if you watch all the mosaics of space through time you will notice one tile never changes color grab it dont let go that is the golden strand that is you and me floating free looking down now on zombie land where we seem to still be holding hands holding hands means love love is together now it is a simple math decision between addition or division.

Least of Ashes Demand to die dignified it’s our birthright. Accepting terms, embracing the universal tear. O weary duration, respite in a grasp of daybreak. Gathered in the collective of noble sorrow. Immutable finality, cornerstone anon. Windward tranquility, surpassed as a shadow’s inheritance. Remains unfettered in a blessed sense of neutrality. This is it, there it is, liberation in the mysteries nuance. Firmament evaporating upon the eyes. Void is perfect, dismissed without closure. Transpired upon the surface where sway is spent, in a breath replete. . II Of these memories, none are yours. Lone survivor of the dying years. Ashen angels fall from the hands of the helpless. Seraph retinue remains seen and unseen. Sunrise rebukes the grey. Vespers, native prayer sleeve, individual aspect of transfiguration. Save your grave name for the rights of passage. Redemptions fortune, causeway path at the gates of ages‘. Opaque nothingness surfaced an unconfirmed entireness. The immortal sun, reconciles its after-land, Last to be suffered are to be reborn never again. Continuum complete ere long, forever after. Least of ashes are called upon the wind ------- (Tell me all that you know I'll show you snow and rain)

Why would anyone want a heavenwhere all this really happened? Where the world, in all its sordid glory, Actually exists, more than in our dream, And all the terrible disasters Actually happened? I do not think many do, most seem to yearn for a reality where none of the bad happened Reality is such, none of the bad, and none of the good, of the world But what is there, we can again Call good, with a new meaning Are you fighting for a love that could ever include hate? Love is without hate, And pure; Good is without evil, And heaven is beyond and clear of This transitory dream world As it darkens smokes and dies Is there really Any one left Wondering why? We choose to appreciate or we choose to judge And the world then seen Is very much different indeed Same city, different state of mind. Do we want a reality Where all the murderous rages Are as real as the Golden Rule Or the Four Noble truths? No, those thoughtless acts of hateful ignorance never happened in heaven While all the selfless caring Acts you yourself continue Doing up to this very moment reflect the very reality That no eye can see We have all been enlightened all along And every caring act However much we try to hide it behind a gruff exterior Still reflects the eternal Spiritual reality of course you know that So what is the problem? Where is the problem? It was always Just a cloud In front of my eyes A black dot That grew too large until I couldnt see Love is the endless Deep blue sky Clouds, unreal, Pass by.

Midnight sound bite The mountain ridges look like Interlocking fingers Folded hands With each ridge a Softer shade of blue To the peak Clothed in a cloud Weighing the options Who's gonna Make it to the end Mud and gravel make a road I walk on Cities of snails The lupine smiles Yellow butterflies Intertwine in time Dylan's crickets Still singing in rhyme How to stand clear of The beast ripping into itself Every opinion gets Swept away Into trance The pine trees slowly sway Spreading sweet balsam smell Far and wide Whispering Love has already Turned the tide Doing the math No matter how bad The fear media Says it is Love has already Turned the tide Set the error on its side And won the day Peace reigns Supreme Mossy rock Slowing water On its fall Splashing sunlight Over all.

Let the Sunshine in -- James Rado, Jerome Ragni We starve, look at one another, short of breath Walking proudly in our winter coats Wearing smells from laboratories Facing a dying nation of moving paper fantasy Listening for the new told lies With supreme visions of lonely tunes Somewhere, inside something there is a rush of Greatness, who knows what stands in front of Our lives, I fashion my future on films in space Silence tells me secretly Everything Everything Manchester, England, England Manchester, England, England Across the Atlantic Sea And I'm a genius, genius I believe in God And I believe that God believes in Claude That's me, that's me, that's me We starve, look at one another, short of breath Walking proudly in our winter coats Wearing smells from laboratories Facing a dying nation of moving paper fantasy Listening for the new told lies With supreme visions of lonely tunes Singing our space songs on a spider web sitar Life is around you and in you Answer for Timothy Leary, dearie Let the sunshine, let the sunshine in The sunshine in Let the sunshine, let the sunshine in The sunshine in Let the sunshine, let the sunshine in The sunshine in Let the sunshine, let the sunshine in The sunshine in Let the sunshine, let the sunshine in The sunshine in Let the sunshine, let the sunshine in The sunshine in Let the sunshine, let the sunshine in The sunshine in Let the sunshine, let the sunshine in The sunshine in Let the sunshine, let the sunshine in The sunshine in

Taliban bullet flysPast my eyes Concrete dust motes swim in sunlight