The Eleven

Lyrics: Robert Hunter
Music: Phil Lesh

No more time to tell how
This is the season of what

Eight-sided whispering hallelujah hatrack

Now is the time of returning
Thought jewels polished and gleaming

Six proud walkers on the jingle-bell rainbow

It's the time past believing
The child has relinquished the reign

Five men writing with fingers of gold

Now is the test of the boomerang

Four girls waiting in a foreign dominion

Tossed in the night of redeeming

Riding in the whale belly, fade away in moonlight

Sink beneath the waters to the coral sands below

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