时间：2023-02-19
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Third Week in the Chelsea (Live|Set 1) - Jorma Kaukonen/Jorma Kauukonen
Composed by：Jorma Kauukonen
Were sometimes I feel like I am leaving life behind
Moving faster than the movement of my mind
Thoughts and generations of my dreams are yet unborn
I hope that I will find them
'Fore my moving gets too worn
If only I could live to see the dawning of the dawn
On an early New York mornin' a mirror in the hall
Showed to me a face I didn't know at all
Lines were drawn around a pair of eyes that opened wide
When I looked into the mouth found nothing left inside
Your walked into the little room and whistled like a sigh
Were so we go on moving trying to make this image real
Straining every nerve not knowing what we really feel
Straining every nerve making everybody sees
What they read in the
Rolling stone has really come to be
Will trying to avoid a taste of that reality
All my friends keep telling me that it would be a shame
To break up such a grand success and tear apart a name
Where on I know is what have been when
Ever on my pain
Where emptiness ain't where it's at
And neither's feeling pain
Well what is going to
Happen now is anybody's guess
I can't spend my time
With love I guess I need a rest
Comes getting lead the I know
So let's haven low now let's feeling time
Of your let us grow
With a sunshine's waiting for me
A little further down the road
My body's
