Song of the Day: Brokedown Palace - Grateful Dead... Attics of My Life

Submitted by Norm Roulet on Mon, 08/02/2010 - 23:12.

"Thank the Lord for music; it's a healing force beyond words to describe." - Phil Lesh

ARTIST: The Grateful Dead
TITLE: Brokedown Palace
ALBUM: American Beauty
Lyrics and Chords

Fare you well, my honey
Fare you well my only true one
All the birds that were singing
Are flown, except you alone

Goin' to leave this brokedown palace
On my hands and my knees I will roll, roll, roll
Make myself a bed by the waterside
In my time, in my time I will roll, roll, roll

In a bed, in a bed
By the waterside I will lay my head
Listen to the river sing sweet songs
To rock my soul

River goin' to take me, sing me sweet and sleepy
Sing me sweet and sleepy all the way back home
It's a far gone lullaby, sung many years ago
Mama, mama many worlds I've come since I first left home

Goin' home, goin' home
By the waterside I will lay my bones
Listen to the river sing sweet songs
To rock my soul

Going to plant a weepin' willow
On the bank's green edge it will grow, grow, grow
Sings a lullaby beside the water
Lovers come and go, the river roll, roll, roll

Fare you well, fare you well
I love you more than words can tell
Listen to the river sing sweet songs
To rock my soul

Doo doo doo...

"Attics of My Life"
  • Key: E
  • Time Signature: 4/4
  • Chords used: A, E, B, D

"Attics of My Life" debuted at Meramec Community College, in Kirkwood, Missouri on May 14, 1970.

The lyrics to the song are structured like a prayer, and it is usually sung with harmonic, slow and reverent vocals.

In the Attics Of My Life, full of cloudy dreams unreal. 
Full of tastes no tongue can know, and lights no eyes can see. 
When there was no ear to hear, you sang to me. 
I have spent my life seeking all that's still unsung. 
Bent my ear to hear the tune, and closed my eyes to see. 
When there was no strings to play, you played to me. 
In the book of love's own dream, where all the print is blood. 
Where all the pages are my days, and all the lights grow old. 
When I had no wings to fly, you flew to me, you flew to me. 
In the secret space of dreams, where I dreaming lay amazed. 
When the secrets all are told, and the petals all unfold. 
When there was no dream of mine, you dreamed of me.