Weather Report Suite (Studio acoustic demo) The Grateful Dead

[FIRST PART:]

Winter rain, now tell me why
Summers fade, and roses die
The answer came
The wind and rain

Golden hills, now veiled in gray
Summer leaves have blown away
Now what remains? The wind and rain

And like a desert spring
My lover comes and spreads her wings (flowing)
Like a song that's born to soar the sky (flowing)
Flowing 'till the waters all are dry (flowing)
The loving in her eyes

Circle songs and sands of time
And seasons will end in tumbled rhyme
And little change
The wind and rain

And like a desert spring
My lover comes and spreads her wings (flowing)
Like a song that's born to soar the sky (flowing)
Flowing 'till the rivers all are dry (flowing)
The loving in her eyes