Years To Come

Lyrics: Robert Hunter
Music: Greg Anton

Recorded for a yet-to-be released Greggs Eggs album.

The curtain rises on a sheet of glass
Overlooking a mountain pass
The scent of spring is in the air
A breeze sends ripples through your hair

You sit tying a sailor's knot
In a handkerchief with a bright red spot
Slip of a crescent in the afternoon
Means tonight is the dark of the moon

The year that was and the years to come
Dance together to a circus drum
If anyone wonders how it all turned out
Tell them the outcome is still in doubt

Wind of the cherokee, cry of the hawk
Signs of an avalanche where we walk
Under a chapel of conifer pine
Not quite lost, your hand in mine

How far we traveled is anyon's guess
Could've made it in a day or two less
Instead we chose to drag our feet
Since the days were warm and love was sweet

The year that was and the years to come
Dance together to a circus drum
If anyone wonders how it all turned out
Tell them the outcome is still in doubt

That was the year I learned to cry
With a smile on my face, my eyes still dry
The curtain goes down on just because
A dress rehearsal with no applause

The year that was and the years to come
Dance together to a circus drum
If anyone wonders how it all turned out
Tell them the outcome is still in doubt

The sun threw a rod on Blueberry Hill
Thunder rang out like an act of will
Ravens flew backwards through the blast
While the future changed places with the past

That was the year the debt came due
Could not have made it except for you
I know you've said the same for me
I guess none of us ride for free

The year that was and the years to come
Dance together to a circus drum
If anyone wonders how it all turned out
Tell them the outcome is still in doubt