Grateful Dead - Black-Throated Wind Lyrics
Bringing me down,I'm running agroundBlind in the light of the interstate cars.Passing me by,The busses and semis,Plunging like stones from a slingshot on Mars.But I'm here by the road,Bound to the loadThat I picked up in ten thousand cafes and bars.Alone with the rush of the drivers who won't pick me up,The highway, the moon, the clouds, and the stars.The black-throated wind keeps on pouring inWith its words of a life where nothing is new.Ah, Mother American Night, I'm lost from the light.Ohhh, I'm drowning in you.I left St. Louis, the City of Blues,In the midst of a storm I'd rather forget.I tried to pretend it came to an endCause you weren't the woman I thought I once met.But I can't deny that times have gone byWhen I never had doubts or thoughts of regretAnd I was a man when all this beganWho wouldn't think twice about being there yet.The black-throated wind keeps on pouring in.And it speaks of a life that passes like dew.It's forced me to see that you've done better by me,Better by me than I've done by you.What's to be found, racing around,You carry your pain wherever you go.Full of the blues and trying to loseYou ain't gonna learn what you don't want to know.So I give you my eyes, and all of their liesPlease help them to learn as well as to seeCapture a glance and make it a danceOf looking at you looking at me.The black-throated wind keeps on pouring inWith its words of a lie that could almost be true.Ah, Mother American Night, here comes the light.I'm turning around, that's what I'm gonna doGoin back home that's what I'm gonna doTurnin' around,That's what I'm gonna do'Cause you've done better by meThan I've done by you. . .