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In Time Lyrics
Long time since I climbed down this mountain before
Things I've seen here make me want to go running home
Lean close put your lips next to my face
Look further on past the surface
Orange, blue, red & green
Are the colors of what I feel
And my mind y'know it starts to reel in time
To know your flesh layin' by my skin
And I wonder whenever I'm in
Warm, soft, nice & now
Are the word things of what I know
And my body y'know it's so in time
I see you at the same place that I play
Ah darlin' tell me what can I say
Dance, sing, sleep& dream
Is the music of what I feel
Among the many things whenever you're near in time
Come with me my friend
Come on now and take my hand
You can be my friend
Soon be in another country
Things I've seen here make me want to go running home
Look further on past the surface
Are the colors of what I feel
And my mind y'know it starts to reel in time
And I wonder whenever I'm in
Warm, soft, nice & now
Are the word things of what I know
And my body y'know it's so in time
Ah darlin' tell me what can I say
Dance, sing, sleep& dream
Is the music of what I feel
Among the many things whenever you're near in time
Come on now and take my hand
You can be my friend
Soon be in another country
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Crown of Creation, the album, occurs for me like an unplanned little side trip to a dark, warm, welcoming, yet secret kind of place. A charming, understated, quiet respite, after the raucous, joyous noise of After Bathing At Baxters, and before getting on to the serious business of saving the world on Volunteers.
"In Time" captures that place so well- that feeling of being Outside of Time- "warm, soft, nice and now," that's all that matters.
The lyrics walk along over Jack Casady's ambling bass line, Grace shouts out an echoing harmony, jazz riff drums tumble about and stop on a dime. This is one song that makes great use of silence. The band uses empty space as the beautiful instrument that it is.
Maybe we can't really live (or stay) in the dreamy utopia that Brumus describes so well. But I'll take another hit of "Dance, sing, sleep and dream" anytime.
----- and, as in the song --- a slight return ----
what is with that whacky ending anyway? don't get me wrong, I love it--
soon be in another country, yeah.
One of the best Balin/Kantner collaborations. Coming down from a long high, the wonder and discovery of sex in a profound sense, dreaming of and living utopia with the comraderie of others.