[00:00.00] 作词 : Bob Weir
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Bob Weir
[00:11.07]Picture a bright blue ball just spinning, spinning free
[00:16.02]Dizzy with eternity.
[00:20.37]Paint it with a skin of sky, brush in some clouds and sea
[00:24.42]Call it home for you and me.
[00:30.30]A peaceful place or so it looks from space
[00:34.83]A closer look reveals the human race.
[00:39.57]Full of hope, full of grace, is the human face.
[00:43.80]But afraid, we may our home to waste.
[00:51.00]There's a fear down here we can't forget hasn't got a name just yet
[01:00.93]Always awake, always around singing ashes to ashes all fall down.
[01:10.95]Now watch as the ball revolves and the nighttime calls
[01:15.78]And again the hunt begins and again the bloodwind calls
[01:19.11]By and by again, the morning sun will rise
[01:24.84]But the darkness never goes from some men's eyes.
[01:30.33]It strolls the sidewalks and it rolls the streets
[01:34.86]Stalking turf, dividing up meat.
[01:39.63]Nightmare spook, piece of heat, you and me, you and me.
[01:51.72]Click, flashblade in ghetto night. rudie's looking for a fight.
[02:00.93]Rat cat alley roll them bones. need that cash to feed that jones
[02:07.89]And the politicians throwing stones
[02:10.02]Singing ashes, ashes all fall down.
[02:15.36]Commissars and pin-striped bosses role the dice
[02:20.22]Any way they fall guess who gets to pay the price.
[02:24.81]Money green or proletarian gray, selling guns instead of food today.
[02:35.82]So the kids they dance, they shake their bones
[02:38.70]While the politicians throwing stones
[02:40.86]Singing ashes, ashes all fall down.
[03:05.40]Heartless powers try to tell us what to think
[03:10.26]If the spirit's sleeping, then the flesh is ink.
[03:15.24]History's page, it is thusly carved in stone
[03:19.29]The future's here, we are it, we are on our own.
[04:46.23]If the game is lost then we're all the same
[04:50.85]No one left to place or take the blame.
[04:55.50]We will leave this place an empty stone
[04:59.82]Or this shinning ball of blue we can call our home
[05:06.33]So the kids they dance, they shake their bones
[05:09.09]While the politicians are throwing stones
[05:11.25]Singing ashes, ashes all fall down.
[05:25.29]Shipping powders back and forth
[05:29.76]Singing "black goes south while white comes north"
[05:34.50]And the whole world full of petty wars
[05:38.94]Singing "i got mine and you got yours."
[05:43.62]And the current fashions set the pace.
[05:48.33]Lose your step, fall out of grace.
[05:52.71]And the radical he rant and rage, singing "someone got to turn the page"
[06:01.80]And the rich man in his summer home,
[06:06.21]Singing "just leave well enough alone"
[06:10.86]But his pants are down, his cover's blown
[06:15.54]And the politicians are throwing stones
[06:17.67]So the kids they dance they shake their bones
[06:20.07]Cause its all too clear we're on our own
[06:27.84]Picture a bright blue ball just spinning, spinning free
[06:32.19]It's dizzying, the possibilities. ashes, ashes all fall down.