Saint Of Circumstance Lyrics - The Arista Years - Grateful Dead

This must be heaven, tonight I cross the line 

You must be the angel, I though I might never find 

Was it you I heard singing, oh, while I was chasin' dreams 

Driven by the wind, like the dust that blows around 

And the rain fallin' down but I never know 

Got to be heaven 'cause here's where the rainbow ends 

If this ain't the real thing, then it's close enough to pretend 

When that wind blows when the night's about to fall 

You can hear the silence call, it's a certain sort of sound 

Like the rain fallin' down 

Hole's in what's left of my reason, hole's in the knees of my blues 

Odds against me been increasin' but I'll pull through 

I never could read no road map, I don't know what the weather might do 

But when that rich wind whines and I see the dark star shine 

I got a feeling there's no time to lose, no time to lose 

Never know now, just don't never know, no 

Well it's been heaven but even the rainbows will end 

Now my sails are fillin' and the wind is willin' 

And I'm as good as gone again