Lyrics Eyes of the World - Grateful Dead

Eyes of the World

Right outside this lazy country home
You ain’t got time to call your soul a critic, no
Right outside the lazy gate of winter’s summer home
Wondering where the nut-thatch winters
Wings a mile long just carried the bird away
Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world
The heart has its beaches, its homeland and thoughts of its own
Wake now, discover that you are the song that the morning brings
But the heart has its seasons, its evenings and songs of its own
There comes a redeemr, and he slowly too fades away
Follows a wagon behind him that’s loadd with clay
The seeds that were silent all burst into bloom, and decay
And night comes so quiet, it’s close on the heels of the day
Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world
The heart has its beaches, its homeland and thoughts of its own
Wake now, discover that you are the song that the morning brings
The heart has its seasons, its evenings and songs of its own