Meanwhile in the Gods... - Chris Robinson Brotherhood

Older than the mountain

Younger that this day

Barefoot dreaming

Sleeping children dance a figure 8

Lost soft velvet in a state of decay

Sweet tooth youth could take the abuse

But not stand the cage

If it don’t move it, loose it, lay it down

Pick it up when the next one comes around

Find good reason to make great cheer

Find time to mention the other dimensions

The highest sphere

Magic makes the circle, morning makes the day

Love from the sky, love from the mud

And the words you say

Is that an arrow thru your hand

A road nailed to your feet

Have a go off the fat of the land

And find gold in the fleece

Yes love is hard to find

And in the Gods they stand and cheer

Throwing flowers on the stage

The sun don’t shine thru a buzzards wings

Hollow or whole, skin or bone, twig or leaf

Come like a lion and you leave like a lamb

To seek and wander, to hear the thunder

To understand

Is that an arrow thru your hand

A road nailed to your feet

Have a go off the fat of the land

And find gold in the fleece

Yes love is hard to find

And in the Gods they stand and cheer

Throwing flowers on the stage

Let me ease your mind

Won’t you lend your burden my shoulder

The sun waits outside

To light the way of yonder

For people born to wonder

I asked for bread she brought me a bird

I let it go without saying a word

She kissed my mind and I understood

Sometimes things work this way