Bob Weir - Black Throated Wind

[LuckyCharms]

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Bringing me down, I'm running aground
Blind in the light of the interstate cars
Passing me by, the buses and semis
Plunging like stones from a slingshot on Mars

But I'm here by the road, bound to the load
That I picked up in ten thousand cafés and bars
Alone with the rush of the drivers that won't pick me up
The highway, the moon, the clouds, and the stars

Black-throated wind keeps on pouring in
With its words of a life where nothing is new
Ah, Mother American Night, I pass from the light
Oh, I'm drowning in you

I left St. Louis, City of Blues
In the midst of a storm I'd rather forget
I tried to pretend it came to an end
'Cause you weren't the woman I once thought I'd met

But I can't deny, oh, times have gone by
Where I never had doubts or thoughts of regret
And I was a man when all this began
Who wouldn't think twice about being there yet

Black-throated wind whispering sin
And speaking of a life that passes like dew
It's forced me to see you've done better by me
Better by me than I've done by you

Now what's to be found from racing around
You carry your pain wherever you go
Full of the blues and trying to lose
You ain't gonna learn what you don't wanna know

So I give you my eyes and all of their lies
Please help them to learn as well as to see
And capture a glance, whoa, and make it dance
Of looking at you looking at me

Black-throated wind, keeps on pouring in
With its words of a life that could almost be true
Ah, Mother American Night, here comes a light
I'm turning around, that's what I'm gonna do

Going back home, that's what I'm gonna do
I'm turning around, that's what I'm gonna do
Going back home, that's what I'm gonna do
'Cause you've done better by me than I've done by you
Whoa-ho, I'm drowning in you
Whoa-ho, I'm drowning in you
Yes, I'm, I'm going back home, that's what I'm gonna do
Going back home, that's what I'm gonna do

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[LuckyCharms]

2. Quaint, I'm so sorry.

I posted this song because it has profound meaning to me.

I'm not sure if you would like me to delete this or not, but I certainly will if you would like.

It will be ok, quaint

[quaint]

3. It reminds me that at least he knew, at the end.

Please don't delete, I'm going to delete my over-sharing post. Just in a weird space.

[LuckyCharms]

4. You didn't over-share, quaint.

I'm glad that you posted.

Been thinking about my mom today.

I used to sing "Brokedown Palace" to her while she was in hospice, even though she was largely deaf. She would just look at me and smile while I sang. She was probably just being polite.

She liked the song.

I was going to post it today, but I couldn't bring myself to do it.

When I was a kid, my dad used to whistle a tune while he worked. I have no idea what the song was, but I remember him whistling it...and I find myself to this day, over 50 years later, humming it when I work.