Patchwork Quilt

by Warren Haynes

I never knew you
But then who really did?
If you were at all like me
You managed to keep yourself hid
A patchwork quilt of a life
Memories embroidered on your soul

So please forgive me
For putting you in my song
But the spirit, she moves me
In fact, she pushes me along
It's a patchwork quilt of a life
Can't stop the river, just let it roll

We were at Jones Beach when we got the word
Saddest sound that I ever heard
The bluest note that nobody could play
Ravens sang with us that night on the stage
Tears of sadness, tears of rage
But nobody spoke, we all felt old and in the way

So walk beside me
Or above me, I don't know
These days it sure seems
I'm lost where ever I go

'God, how could you?'
I heard someone say
And what do we do
With our lives now anyway?
Now that our North Star
Can no longer be found

But there's a banjo moon in a tie-dyed sky
Hippies dance and babies cry
Church bells ring
As a silver-haired angel looks down
And the blood of his music
Runs through the veins of our guitars
Bright lights, Dark Star