Текст песни Equinox (studio outtake) - Grateful Dead

She reclines, closing her eyes
The sun that set is bound to rise
Night birds and fireflies settle round her
Days grow long, spring is here
Waterfalls shine again
Our minds have gone down stream
Shooting the rapids
Bright as gold, the arms you gave
Bright as the eye of a hurricane
We're all just the [sins] growing
Every moment is perfect, every [sin] is a jewel
Every man is a prophet at the mercy of a fool

Watch the seasons go, as sunshine turns to cold snow
Showers and rain
Tomorrow
The great globe spins, the music starts
Every beat knows its part
To keep it spinning in a circle
Every moment is perfect, every eye's a jewel
Every man is a prophet with the mercy of a fool.