St. Stephen

[cineater]

Pretty quiet over at the Dizzy Board this weekend thought I'd come chat with you guys.  St. Stephen is a Dead song.  It was written long before Axl but I seem to find him here just the same.  I'll give you the lyrics, some of it is easy and you'll see the connect right off others i need a little help with.  Who was watering the garden was me and my buddy Lars but that was a long time ago so maybe the time for this being Axl's song has past.

Saint Stephen with a rose
In and out of the garden he goes
Country garland in the wind and the rain
Wherever he goes the people all complain

Stephen prosper in his time
Well he may and he may decline
Did it matter? does it now?
Stephen would answer if he only knew how


Wishing well with a golden bell
Bucket hanging clear to hell
Hell halfway twixt now and then
Stephen fill it up and lower down
And lower down again


Lady finger dipped in moonlight
Writing `what for?' across the morning sky
Sunlight splatters dawn with answers
Darkness shrugs and bids the day goodbye


Speeding arrow, sharp and narrow,
What a lot of fleeting matters you have spurned
Several seasons with their treasons
Wrap the babe in scarlet covers call it your own


Did he doubt or did he try?
Answers aplenty in the bye and bye
Talk about your plenty, talk about your ills
One man gathers what another man spills


Saint Stephen will remain
All he's lost he shall regain
Seashore washed by the suds and the foam
Been here so long he's got to calling it home


Fortune comes a crawlin, Calliope woman
Spinning that curious sense of your own
Can you answer? Yes I can,
but what would be the answer to the answer man?


High green chilly winds and windy vines in loops around the
twining shafts of lavender, they're crawling to the sun


Underfoot the ground is patched with climbing arms of ivy
wrapped around the manzanita, stark and shiny in the breeze


Wonder who will water all the children of the garden when they
sigh about the barren lack of rain and droop so hungry 'neath the
sky...


William Tell has stretched his bow till it won't stretch no
furthermore and/or it may require a change that hasn't come
before

[cineater]

Speeding arrow, sharp and narrow,
What a lot of fleeting matters you have spurned


One of my favor parts.  Think that is the pencil and all the written words about Axl.

Sorry I forgot I have to run to the store but I'll be back in a bit.  Playing my Dead collection and having a good time.