Grateful Dead Equinox (studio Outtake)
She reclines, closing her eyes The sun that set is bound to rise Night birds and fireflies settle round her Days grow long, spring is here Waterfalls shine again Our minds have gone down stream Shooting the rapids
Bright as gold, the arms you gave Bright as the eye of a hurricane We're all just the [sins] growing [children] Every moment is perfect, every [sin] is a jewel Every man is a prophet at the mercy of a fool
Watch the seasons go, as sunshine turns to cold snow Showers and rain [Numbers of] tomorrow The great globe spins, the music starts Every beat knows its part To keep it spinning in a circle Every moment is perfect, every eye's a jewel Every man is a prophet with the mercy of a fool
