Days Between

This is one of the most moving Grateful Dead songs, they started playing this by the end of ’93 till ’95. Jerry’s voice make it so chilling, hard to explain. Why am I writing this now ? Well I started listening to some Dead songs again, and remembered this one again, hadnt heard it in a while, looked up the lyrics and found this interesting link :).

For those interested, there are a whole bunch of shows featuring this song down at http://www.archive.org. Here’s the lyrics:

“Days Between”
Words by Robert Hunter; music by Jerry Garcia

    There were days
    and there were days
    and there were days between
    Summer flies and August dies
    the world grows dark and mean
    Comes the shimmer of the moon
    on black infested trees
    the singing man is at his song
    the holy on their knees
    the reckless are out wrecking
    the timid plead their pleas
    No one knows much more of this
    than anyone can see anyone can see

    There were days
    and there were days
    and there were days besides
    when phantom ships with phantom sails
    set to sea on phantom tides
    Comes the lightning of the sun
    on bright unfocused eyes
    the blue of yet another day
    a springtime wet with sighs
    a hopeful candle lingers
    in the land of lullabies
    where headless horsemen vanish
    with wild and lonely cries lonely cries

    There were days
    and there were days
    and there were days I know
    when all we ever wanted
    was to learn and love and grow
    Once we grew into our shoes
    we told them where to go
    walked halfway around the world
    on promise of the glow
    stood upon a mountain top
    walked barefoot in the snow
    gave the best we had to give
    how much we'll never know we'll never know

    There were days
    and there were days
    and there were days between
    polished like a golden bowl
    the finest ever seen
    Hearts of Summer held in trust
    still tender, young and green
    left on shelves collecting dust
    not knowing what they mean
    valentines of flesh and blood
    as soft as velveteen
    hoping love would not forsake
    the days that lie between lie between