Third Week in the Chelsea

Lyrics
[Verse 1: Jorma Kaukonen & Grace Slick] Sometimes I feel like I am leavin' life behind My hands are movin' faster than the movin' of my mind Thoughts and generations of my dreams are yet unborn I hope that I will find them 'fore my movin' gets too worn If only I can live to see the dawning of the dawn [Verse 2: Jorma Kaukonen & Grace Slick] So we go on movin', tryin' to make this image real Strainin' every nerve, not knowing what we really feel Strainin' every nerve and makin' everybody see That what they read in the Rolling Stone has really come to be And tryin' to avoid a taste of that reality [Verse 3: Jorma Kaukonen & Grace Slick] On an early New York mornin', a mirror in the hall Showed to me a face I didn't know at all Lines were drawn around a pair of eyes that opened wide And when I looked into them I found nothin' left inside So I walked into a little room that whistled like a sigh [Verse 4: Jorma Kaukonen & Grace Slick] As dawn light closed around me know my head was still in gear Thinkin' thoughts of playin' more, singin' loud and clear Tryin' to reach a friend somewhere and make that person smile Maybe pull myself away from that old lonesome mile That often comes to haunt me in the mornin' [Bridge: Jorma Kaukonen & Grace Slick] All my friends keep tellin' me that it would be a shame To break up such a grand success and tear apart a name But all I know is what I feel whenever I'm not playin' Emptiness ain't where it's at, neither's feelin' pain [Verse 5: Jorma Kaukonen & Grace Slick] Well now, what is gonna happen now is anybody's guess If I can't spend my time with love, I guess I need a rest Time is gettin' late now and the sun is getting low My body's getting tired of carryin' another's load And sunshine's waitin' for me a little further down the road
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Credits
- Writers
- Jorma Kaukonen