Editor's note:
Reprinted with permissions: Copyright Ice Nine Publishing.
(see Grateful Dead lyrics.)

Last leaf fallen, bare earth where green was born
Black Madonna, two eagles hang against a cloud
Sun comes up blood red
Wind yells among the stone
All graceful instruments are known

When the windows all are broken
And your love's become a toothless crone
When the voices of the storm sound
Like a crowd
Winter morning breaks, you're all alone

The eyes are blind
Blue visions are all a seer can see
And touching makes the flesh to cry out loud
This ground on which the seed of love is sown
All graceful instruments are known

The Grateful Dead
Anthem Of The Sun
Lyrics: Bobby Petersen
Music: Phil Lesh

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