Blues for allah lyrics

Artist  : Grateful dead 
Song : Blues for allah
 
Arabian wind, the needle’s eye is thin, the ships
of state sail on mirage,
And drown in sand, out in no-man’s land where
allah does command.

What good is spilling blood? it will not grow a
thing;
Taste eternity the swords sing: blues of allah in
’sh’allah.

They lie where they fall, there’s nothing more to
say,
The desert stars are bright tonight lets meet as
friends,
The flower of islam, the fruit of abraham.

The thousand stories have come round to one
again,
Arabian night, our gods pursue their fight,
What fatal flowers of darkness bloom from seeds
of light.

Bird of paradise fly in white sky, blues for
allah in ’sh’allah,
Let’s see with our heart, these things our eyes
have seen,
And know the truth must still lie somewhere in
between.

Under eternity, under eternity, under eternity
blue,
Bird of paradise fly in white sky, blues for
allah in ’sh’allah.