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Reprinted with permissions: Copyright Ice Nine Publishing.
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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