Terrapin Station (Live at the Spectrum, Philadelphia 4/6/82)

Terrapin Station (Live at the Spectrum, Philadelphia 4/6/82) - Grateful Dead (感恩而死)

Let my inspiration flow in token rhyme

Suggesting rhythm

That will not forsake you

Till my tale is told and done

While the firelights aglow

Strange shadows from the flames will grow

Till things weve never seen will seem familiar

Shadows of a sailor

Forming winds both foul and fair all swarm

Down in carlisle

He loved a lady many years ago

Here beside him stands a man

A soldier from the looks of him

Who came through many fights

But lost at love

While the story teller speaks

A door within the fire creaks;

Suddenly flies open

And a girl is standing there

Eyes alight with glowing hair

All that fancy paints as fair

She takes her fan and throws it

In the lions den

Which of you to gain me tell

Will risk uncertain pains of hell

I will not forgive you if you will

Not take the chance

The sailor gave at least a try

The soldier being much too wise

Strategy was his strength

And not disaster

The sailor coming out again

The lady fairly leapt at him

Thats how it stands today

You decide if he was wise

The story teller makes no choice

Soon you will not hear his voice

His job is to shed light

And not to master

Since the end is never told

We pay the teller off in gold

In hopes he will return

But he cannot be bought or sold

Inspiration move me brightly

Light the song with sense and color;

Hold away despair

More than this I will not ask

Faced with mysteries dark and vast

Statements just seem vain at last

Some rise some fall

Some climb to get to terrapin

Counting stars by candlelight

All are dim but one is bright;

The spiral light of venus

Rising first and shining best

On from the northwest corner

Of a brand new crescent moon

While crickets and cicadas sing

A rare and different tune

Terrapin station

In the shadow of the moon

Terrapin station

And I know well be there soon

Terrapin

I can't figure out terrapin

If it's the end or beginning terrapin

But the trains put its brakes on terrapin

And the whistle is screaming terrapin