The Attics Of My Life

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I have spent my life seeking all that s still unsung.

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This song is full of vivid images like cloudy dreams tastes no tongue can know and lights no eye can see. Attics of my life lyrics. 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. Larry campbell amy helm theresa williams cover the grateful dead s attics of my life.

In the book of love s own dream. The attics of a person s life could be a reference to looking back at your younger self or an attic can be used to store things like a person s memory. Unreal full of tastes no tongue can know and lights no eye 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 dreams 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. In the attics of my life full of cloudy dreams unreal.

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