Visions of Johanna (Live, Philadelphia, March 18, 1995)-Grateful Dead

歌手 : Grateful Dead
语种 : 英语
时长 : 10:23

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TXT Visions of Johanna (Live, Philadelphia, March 18, 1995)-Grateful Dead 文本歌词

Ain't it just like the night to play tricks
When you're trying to be so quiet
Sitting here stranded though we're all doing our best to deny it
And Louise holds a handful of rain tempting you to defy it
Lights flicker from the opposite loft
In this room the heat pipes just cough
The country music station plays soft
But there's nothing really nothing to turn off
Just Louise and her lover so entwined
And these visions of Johanna that conquer my mind
In the empty lot where the ladies Play
Blindman's bluff with a key chain
And all-night girls they whisper of escapades out on the D train
We can hear the night watchman click his flashlight
Ask himself if it's him or them that's insane
Louise she's alright she's just near
She's delicate and seems like the mirror
She makes it all so concise and so clear that Johanna's not here
The ghost of electricity howls in the bones of her face
Where these visions of Johanna have now taken my place
Little boy lost he takes himself so seriously
He brags of his misery he likes to live dangerously
And when bringing her name up he
Speaks of her farewell kiss to me
He's sure got a lot of gall to be so useless and all
Muttering small talk at the wall while I'm in the hall
How can I explain
It's so hard to get on
And these visions of Johanna they kept me up past the dawn
Inside the museums
Infinity goes up on trial
Voices echo this is what salvation must be like after a while
Mona Lisa must have had the highway blues
You can tell by the way she smiles
See the primitive wallflower freeze
When the jelly-faced women all sneeze
Hear the one with the mustache say Jeeze I can't find my knees
Jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule
But these visions of Johanna make it all seem so cruel
The peddlar now speaks
To the countess who's pretending to care for him
Saying name me someone that's not a parasite
And I'll go out and say a prayer for him
But like Louise always says you can't look at much can you man
As she herself prepares for him
And Madonna she still has not showed
We see this empty cage now corrode
Where her cape of the stage once had flowed
The fiddler now steps to the road
He writes everything's been returned which was owed
On the back of the fish truck that loads
While my conscience explodes
Oh the harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain
And these visions of Johanna are now all that remain
And these visions of Johanna are now all that remain