New Potato Caboose

Music By Phil Lesh
Words By Robert M. Petersen

Released July 1968

Last leaf fallen, bare earth where green was born
Above my doorknob, two eagles hang against a cloud
Sun comes up blood red
Wind yells among the stone
All graceful instruments are known

When the windows all are broken
And your love's become a toothless crone
When the voices of the storm sound
Like a crowd
Winter morning breaks, you're all alone

The eyes are blind
Blue visions are all a seer can own
And touching makes the flesh to cry out loud
This ground on which the seed of love is sown
All graceful instruments are known

Ice Nine Publishing; used by permission