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THIRD WEEK AT THE CHELSEA (Jorma Kaukonen) Jefferson Airplane - 1971 Sometimes I feel like I am leavin' life behind My hands are moving faster than the movement of my mind Thoughts and generations of my dreams are yet unborn I hope that I will find them 'fore my moving gets too worn If only I could live to see the dawning of the dawn So we go on movin' trying to make this image real Strainin' every nerve not knowing what we really feel Strainin' every nerve end makin' everybody see That what they read in the Rolling Stone has really come to be And tryin' to avoid a taste of that reality On an early New York mornin', a mirror in the hall Showed to me a face I didn't know at all Lines were drawn around a pair of eyes that opened wide When I looked into the mouth there was nothing left inside So I walked into the little room and whistled like a sigh As dawn light closed around me my head was still in gear Thinkin' thoughts of playing more, singing loud and clear Tryi'g to reach a friend somewhere and make that person smile Maybe pull myself away from that old lonesome mile That often comes to haunt me in the mornin' All my friends keep tellin' me that it would be a shame To break up such a grand success and tear apart a name But all I know is what I feel whenever I'm not playin' Emptiness ain't where it's at and neither's feelin' pain Well now, what is gonna happen now is anybody's guess Oh, I can't spend my time with love, I guess I need a rest Time is gettin' late now and the sun is getting low My body's gettin' tired of carryin' another's load And sunshine's waitin' for me a little further down the road (Transcribed by Mel Priddle - May 2014)


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