Teksty: Grateful Dead. The Arista Years. Foolish Heart.
Carve your name
Carve your name in ice and wind
Search for where
Search for where the rivers end or where the rivers start
Do everything that's in you
That you feel to be your part
But never give your love, my friend
Unto a foolish heart, unto a foolish heart
Dare to leap
Leap from ledges high and wild
Learn to speak
Speak with wisdom like a child directly to the heart
Crown yourself the king of clowns
Or stand way back apart
But never give your love, my friend
Unto a foolish heart, unto a foolish heart
Shun a friend
Shun a brother and a friend
Never look
Never look around the bend or check the weather chart
Sign the Mona Lisa
With a spray can, call it art
But never give your love, my friend
Unto a foolish heart, unto a foolish heart
A foolish heart will call on you
To toss your dreams away
Then turn around and blame you
For the way you went astray
A foolish heart will cost you sleep
And often make you curse
A selfish heart is trouble
But a foolish heart is worse
Bite the hand
Bite the hand that bakes your bread
Dare to leap
Where the angels fear to tread till you are torn apart
Stoke the fires of paradise
With coals from Hell to start
But never give your love, my friend
Unto a foolish heart, unto a foolish heart
Unto a foolish heart, unto a foolish heart
Unto a foolish heart, unto a foolish heart
Carve your name in ice and wind
Search for where
Search for where the rivers end or where the rivers start
Do everything that's in you
That you feel to be your part
But never give your love, my friend
Unto a foolish heart, unto a foolish heart
Dare to leap
Leap from ledges high and wild
Learn to speak
Speak with wisdom like a child directly to the heart
Crown yourself the king of clowns
Or stand way back apart
But never give your love, my friend
Unto a foolish heart, unto a foolish heart
Shun a friend
Shun a brother and a friend
Never look
Never look around the bend or check the weather chart
Sign the Mona Lisa
With a spray can, call it art
But never give your love, my friend
Unto a foolish heart, unto a foolish heart
A foolish heart will call on you
To toss your dreams away
Then turn around and blame you
For the way you went astray
A foolish heart will cost you sleep
And often make you curse
A selfish heart is trouble
But a foolish heart is worse
Bite the hand
Bite the hand that bakes your bread
Dare to leap
Where the angels fear to tread till you are torn apart
Stoke the fires of paradise
With coals from Hell to start
But never give your love, my friend
Unto a foolish heart, unto a foolish heart
Unto a foolish heart, unto a foolish heart
Unto a foolish heart, unto a foolish heart
Grateful Dead
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