Drums (2) (Live at Fillmore East, New York City, April 1971)-Grateful Dead

[ti:] [ar:] [al:] [by:时间戳工具V2.0_20200810] [offset:0] [00:08.46]Right outside this lazy summer home [00:09.18]You ain't got time to call your soul a critic no [00:10.35]Right outside the lazy gate of winters summer home [00:12.69]Wondrin where the nut thatch winters [00:13.80]Wings a mile long just carried the bird away [00:15.12]Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world [00:16.14]The heart has its beaches its homeland and thoughts of its own [00:30.75]Wake now discover that you are the song that the mornin brings [00:32.00]But the heart has its seasons its evenins and songs of its own [00:33.24]There comes a redeemer and he slowly too fades away [00:38.46]And there follows his wagon behind him that's loaded with clay [00:41.64]And the seeds that were silent all burst into bloom and decay [00:44.28]And night comes so quiet its close on the heels of the day [00:45.48]Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world [00:46.50]The heart has its beaches its homeland and thoughts of its own [00:47.79]Wake now discover that you are the song that the mornin brings [03:03.42]But the heart has its seasons its evenins and songs of its own [03:04.65]Sometimes we live no particular way but our own [03:05.67]And sometimes we visit your country and live in your home [03:06.93]Sometimes we ride on your horses sometimes we walk alone [03:08.58]Sometimes the songs that we hear are just songs of our own [03:15.27]Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world [03:16.29]The heart has its beaches its homeland and thoughts of its own [03:50.19]Wake now discover that you are the song that the mornin brings [03:51.57]But the heart has its seasons its evenins and songs of its own