You Remind Me

Lyrics: Robert Hunter
Music: Mickey Hart

A song played in 2002 by Mickey Hart and Bembe Orisha. This was Robert Hunter's comment in his road journal:

"Mickey is doing a very hot show with his best band ever, outside of the Dead and doing a bunch of new songs we co-wrote. He has three excellent singers to give them full impact. Phil and Jimmy Herring joined him yesterday and they tore the roof off. One of our new tunes, "You Remind" actually gave me goosebumps which lasted for several minutes. A no nonsense sweet sweet love song which struck home with the audience in a way rarely seen with an unfamiliar mid tempo ballad."
It was revived by The Dead in 2004, with Warren Haynes singing. The title on setlists is given as "You Remind Me."
You remind me of feather pillows
Georgia dawns and weeping willows
Days of summer, long ago
Angel wings in new fallen snow

You remind me of radio plays
In the "Golden Age of Radio" days
When imagination still was king
You didn't actually need to see everything

You remind me
How sweet it all can be
How to whisper, how to sing
Of the passion we brought to everything
Of the promise that was Spring
You remind me love is nothing
But the best that life can bring

You remind me of shooting stars
Life was a joy, if the living was hard
Rewards were few, and patience thin
Still it was easy to start all over again

You remind me of piano keys
Little bit sharp on the middle C
Dust of the soundboard, a vase of roses
A roaring fire where a hound dog dozes

You remind me
How sweet it all can be
How to whisper, how to sing
Of the passion we brought to everything
Of the promise and the spring
You remind me love is nothing
But the best that life can bring

You remind me how the more things change
The more it's sure they'll remain the same
How everything old again is new
That serves in the end
To remind me of you

You remind me of feather pillows
Georgia dawns, and weeping willows
Days of summer, long ago
Sam Cooke singing on the radio

You remind me
How sweet it all can be
How to whisper, how to sing
Of the passion we brought to everything
Of the promise that was Spring
You remind me

How to whisper, how to sing
Of the passion we brought to everything
Of the promise that was Spring
You remind me

How to whisper, how to sing
Of the passion we brought to everything
Of the promise that was Spring
You remind me love is nothing
But the best that life can bring

You remind me
You remind me
You remind me
You remind me