Lyrics Attics Of My Life - Remastered - Grateful Dead
In
the
attics
of
my
life,
full
of
cloudy
dreams
unreal.
Full
of
tastes
no
tongue
can
know,
and
lights
no
eyes
can
see.
When
there
was
no
ear
to
hear,
you
sang
to
me.
I
have
spent
my
life
seeking
all
that's
still
unsung.
Bent
my
ear
to
hear
the
tune,
and
closed
my
eyes
to
see.
When
there
were
no
strings
to
play,
you
played
to
me.
In
the
book
of
love's
own
dream,
where
all
the
print
is
blood.
Where
all
the
pages
are
my
days,
and
all
my
lights
grow
old.
When
I
had
no
wings
to
fly,
you
flew
to
me,
you
flew
to
me.
In
the
secret
space
of
dreams,
where
I
dreaming
lay
amazed.
When
the
secrets
all
are
told,
and
the
petals
all
unfold.
When
there
was
no
dream
of
mine,
you
dreamed
of
me.

1 Bob Weir on "Friend Of The Devil"
2 Bob Weir On "Brokedown Palace"
3 Bob Weir On "Operator"
4 Bob Weir On "Candyman"
5 Bob Weir On "Ripple"
6 Bob Weir On "Truckin'"
7 Bob Weir On The Studio Scene
8 Bob Weir And San Francisco
9 Bob Weir Talks Deadheads
10 Bob Weir On "Till The Morning Comes"
11 Bob Weir on Listening To "American Beauty" Now
12 Bob Weir On "Box Of Rain"
13 Bob Weir On Songwriting
14 Box Of Rain - Remastered Version
15 Friend Of The Devil - Remastered Version
16 Sugar Magnolia - Remastered Version
17 Operator - Remastered
18 Candyman - Remastered
19 Ripple - Remastered Version
20 Brokedown Palace - Remastered
21 Till The Morning Comes - Remastered
22 Attics Of My Life - Remastered
23 Truckin' - Remastered Version
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