 Althea lyrics ( Grateful dead )   
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Artist : Grateful dead
Song : Althea
I told althea I was feeling lost, lacking in some
direction.
Althea told me upon scrutiny that my back might
need protection.
I told althea that treachery was tearing me limb
from limb.
Althea told me better cool down boy, settle back,
easy jim.
You may be saturday’s child, all alone, moving
with a tinge of grace.
You may be a clown in the burying ground, or just
another pretty face.
You may meet the fate on ophelia, sleeping and
penchence to dream.
Honest to the point of recklessness,
self-centered in the extreme.
Ain’t nobody messing with you, but you, your
friends are getting most concerned.
Loose with the truth, baby, it’s your fire, but
baby don’t get burned.
When the smoke has cleared, she said, that’s what
she said to me.
Gonna want a bed to lay your head and a little
sympathy.
There are things you can replace, and others you
cannot.
The time has come to weigh those things.
This space is getting hot, you know this space is
getting hot.
I told althea I’m a roving son, and I was born to
be a bachelor.
Althea told me, okay, that’s fine, so now I’m
trying to catch her.
Can’t talk to you without talking to me, we’re
guilty of the same old thing.
Been talking alot about less and less and
forgetting the love we bring.
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