Tarot #6: Peace, Recreation of Being

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6 Days Gone

I am off to the silent cathedrals of mist rained giants holding firm to the earth,

I am away to make a bed by the shore and let the ocean sing soft booming songs to empty my crowded brains and make more room for  light and movement.

 

Brokedown Palace

Fare you well, my honey, fare you well my only true one.
All the birds that were singing are flown, except you alone.

Going to leave this brokedown palace,
On my hand and knees, i will roll, roll, roll.
Make myself a bed in the waterside,
In my time, i will roll, roll roll.

In a bed, in a bed, by the waterside i will lay my head.
Listen to the river sing sweet songs, to rock my soul.

River going to take me, sing sweet and sleepy,
Sing me sweet and sleepy all the way back home.
It’s a far gone lullaby, sung many years ago.
Mama, mama many worlds I’ve come since i first left home.

Goin’ home, goin’ home, by the riverside i will rest my bones,
Listen to the river sing sweet songs, to rock my soul.

Going to plant a weeping willow,
On the bank’s green edge it will grow, grow, grow.
Sing a lullaby beside the water,
Lovers come and go, the river roll, roll, roll.

Fare you well, fare you well, i love you more than words can tell,
Listen to the river sing sweet songs, to rock my soul.

Songwriters: Jerome J. Garcia / Robert C. Hunter
Brokedown Palace lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc
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