I never knew you But then who really did? If you were at all like me You managed to keep yourself hid A patchwork quilt of a life Memories embroidered On your soul So please forgive me For putting you in my song But the spirit she moves me In fact she pushes me along It's a patchwork quilt of a life Can't stop the river Just let it roll We were at Jones Beach When we got the word Saddest sound that I ever heard The bluest note that nobody could play Ravens sang with us that night on the stage Tears of sadness, tears of rage But nobody spoke, we all felt old And in the way So walk beside me Or above me, I don't know These days it sure seems I'm lost where ever I go God, how could you, I heard someone say And what do we do with our lives now anyway? Now that our North Star can no longer be found But there's a banjo moon in a tie-dyed sky Hippies dance and babies cry Church bells ring as a silver-haired angel look down And the blood of his music runs through the veins of our guitars Bright lights, Dark Star I never knew you But then who really did If you were at all like me You managed to keep yourself hid
I never knew you But then who really did? If you were at all like me You managed to keep yourself hid A patchwork quilt of a life Memories embroidered On your soul So please forgive me For putting you in my song But the spirit she moves me In fact she pushes me along It's a patchwork quilt of a life Can't stop the river Just let it roll We were at Jones Beach When we got the word Saddest sound that I ever heard The bluest note that nobody could play Ravens sang with us that night on the stage Tears of sadness, tears of rage But nobody spoke, we all felt old And in the way So walk beside me Or above me, I don't know These days it sure seems I'm lost where ever I go God, how could you, I heard someone say And what do we do with our lives now anyway? Now that our North Star can no longer be found But there's a banjo moon in a tie-dyed sky Hippies dance and babies cry Church bells ring as a silver-haired angel look down And the blood of his music runs through the veins of our guitars Bright lights, Dark Star I never knew you But then who really did If you were at all like me You managed to keep yourself hid
