Grateful Dead

On a Strawbs kick today..... a spiritual offering.....on KDED.... let us pray..... The wanderer has far to go Humble must he constant be Where the paths of wisdom lead Distant is the shadow of the setting sun Bless the daytime Bless the night Bless the sun which gives us light Bless the thunder Bless the rain Bless all those who cause us pain Yellow stars may lead the way All diversions lead astray While his resolution holds Fortune and good will will surely follow him Bless the free man Bless the slave Bless the hero in his grave Bless the soldier Bless the saint Bless all those whose hearts grow faint

Indeed you did. Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day Fritter and waste the hours in an off-hand way Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town Waiting for someone or something to show you the way Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today And then one day you find ten years have got behind you No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun And you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking Racing around to come up behind you again The sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older Shorter of breath and one day closer to death Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way The time is gone, the song is over, thought I'd something more to say Home, home again I like to be here when I can When I come home cold and tired It's good to warm my bones beside the fire Far away, across the field The tolling of the iron bell Calls the faithful to their knees To hear the softly spoken magic spell Clinic is over, back in the back office now...

Keeping busy does make the clock tick a bit faster.....not that it's what we always want..... It was late in December, the sky turned to snow All round the day was going down slow Night like a river beginning to flow I felt the beat of my mind go Drifting into time passages Years go falling in the fading light Time passages Buy me a ticket on the last train home tonight Well I'm not the kind to live in the past The years run too short and the days too fast The things you lean on are the things that don't last Well it's just now and then my line gets cast into these Time passages There's something back here that you left behind Oh time passages Buy me a ticket on the last train home tonight Hear the echoes and feel yourself starting to turn Don't know why you should feel That there's something to learn It's just a game that you play Well the picture is changing Now you're part of a crowd They're laughing at something And the music's loud A girl comes towards you You once used to know You reach out your hand But you're all alone, in these Time passages I know you're in there, you're just out of sight Time passages Buy me a ticket on the last train home tonight damn girl, I nailed that song..... ;-)

Hey hey hump day and I finally have work to do! Seeing patients in clinic makes the day go by so much faster. Hope everyone on da dus is having a good day! This thing called love I just can't handle it this thing called love I must get round to it I ain't ready Crazy little thing called love This (This Thing) called love (Called Love) It cries (Like a baby) In a cradle all night It swings (Woo Woo) It jives (Woo Woo) It shakes all over like a jelly fish, I kinda like it Crazy little thing called love There goes my baby She knows how to Rock n' roll She drives me crazy She gives me hot and cold fever Then she leaves me in a cool cool sweat I gotta be cool relax, get hip Get on my track's Take a back seat, hitch-hike And take a long ride on my motor bike Until I'm ready Crazy little thing called love I gotta be cool relax, get hip Get on my track's Take a back seat, hitch-hike And take a long ride on my motor bike Until I'm ready (Ready Freddie) Crazy little thing called love This thing called love I just can't handle it this thing called love I must get round to it I ain't ready Crazy little thing called love

Ohhh yeah..... Wednesday is winding on down...... Disorder in the house The tub runneth over Plaster's falling down in pieces by the couch of pain Disorder in the house Time to duck and cover Helicopters hover over rough terrain Disorder in the house Reptile wisdom Zombies on the lawn staggering around Disorder in the house There's a flaw in the system And the fly in the ointment's gonna bring the whole thing down The floodgates are open We've let the demons loose The big guns have spoken And we've fallen for the ruse Disorder in the house It's a fate worse than fame Even the Lhasa Apso seems to be ashamed Disorder in the house The doors are coming off the hinges The earth will open and swallow up the real estate I just got my paycheck I'm gonna paint the whole town grey Whether it's a night in Paris or a Fresno matinee It's the home of the brave and the land of the free Where the less you know the better off you'll be Disorder in the house All bets are off I'm sprawled across the davenport of despair Disorder in the house I'll live with the losses And watch the sundown through the portiere God I miss Warren Zevon......as much as Jerry....for different reasons.....

There's a stain on my notebook Where your coffee cup was And there's ash in the pages Now I've got myself lost I was writing to tell you That my feelings tonight Are a stain on my notebook That rings your goodbye With the way that you left me I can hardly contain The hurt and the anger And the joy of the pain Now knowing I am single They'll be fire in my eyes And a stain on my notebook For a new love tonight From the lips without passion To the lips with a kiss There's nothing of your love That I'll ever miss The stain on my notebook Remain all that's left Of the memory of late nights And coffee in bed Now she's gone And I'm back on the beat A stain on my notebook Says nothing to me Now she's gone And I'm out with a friend With lips full of passion And coffee in bed

I'm feeling mighty lonesomeHaven't slept a wink I walk the floor and watch the door And in between I drink Black Coffee Love's a hand me down brew I'll never know a Sunday In this weekday room I'm talking to the shadows 1 o'clock to 4 And Lord, how slow the moments go When all I do is pour Black Coffee Since the blues caught my eye I'm hanging out on Monday My Sunday dream's too dry Now a man is born to go a lovin' A woman's born to weep and fret To stay at home and tend her oven And drown her past regrets In coffee and cigarettes I'm moody all the morning Mourning all the night And in between it's nicotine And not much hard to fight Black Coffee Feelin' low as the ground It's driving me crazy just waiting for my baby To maybe come around My nerves have gone to pieces My hair is turning gray All I do is drink black coffee Since my man's gone away

Tomorrow is Hump Day woo hoo! Dream weaver I've just closed my eyes again Climbed aboard the dream weaver train Driver take away my worries of today And leave tomorrow behind Ooh dream weaver I believe you can get me through the night Ooh dream weaver I believe we can reach the morning light Fly me high through the starry skies Maybe to an astral plane Cross the highways of fantasy Help me to forget today's pain Ooh dream weaver I believe you can get me through the night Ooh dream weaver I believe we can reach the morning light Though the dawn may be coming soon There still may be some time Fly me away to the bright side of the moon And meet me on the other side Ooh dream weaver I believe you can get me through the night Ooh dream weaver I believe we can reach the morning light Dream weaver Dream weaver Dream weaver

Irene Goodnight..... I'll see you in my dreams!!! You too Miami :-)

another one from left field...for Sarge I get up, and nothing gets me down. You got it tough. I've seen the toughest all around. And I know, baby, just how you feel. You've got to roll with the punches to get to what's real Oh can't you see me standing here, I've got my back against the record machine I ain't the worst that you've seen. Oh can't you see what I mean? Might as well jump. Jump! Might as well jump. Go ahead, jump. Jump! Go ahead, jump. Aaa-ohh Hey you! Who said that? Baby how you been? You say you don't know, you won't know until you begin. Well can't you see me standing here, I've got my back against the record machine I ain't the worst that you've seen. Oh can't you see what I mean? Might as well jump. Jump! Go ahead, jump. Might as well jump. Jump! Go ahead, jump. [Guitar solo] [Keyboard solo] Might as well jump. Jump! Go ahead, jump. Get it and jump. Jump! Go ahead, jump.