GRATEFUL DEAD - Attics Of My Life

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

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