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I have spent my life. Seeking all that's still unsung. Bent my ear to hear the tune. And closed my eyes to see. When there were no strings to play. You played to me. In the book of love's own dreams. Where all the print is blood. Where all the pages are my days.
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Aug 23, 2023 · The lyrics of “Attics of My Life” are rich with symbolism, allowing for multiple interpretations. Some see the song as an exploration of personal growth and the passage of time. The metaphor of an attic signifies the hidden recesses of one’s memory where the experiences and lessons of life are stashed away. It encourages the listener to ...
Aug 7, 2014 · Greatest Stories Ever Told - "Attics of My Life". By David Dodd. Here’s the plan—each week, I will blog about a different song, focusing, usually, on the lyrics, but also on some other aspects of the song, including its overall impact—a truly subjective thing. Therefore, the best part, I would hope, would not be anything in particular ...
[Verse] In the attics of my life Full of cloudy dreams unreal Full of tastes no tongue can know And lights no eye can see When there was no ear to hear You sang to me I have spent my life Seeking ...
Subject: Attics of my Life Date: Sun, 3 Nov 1996 11:04:50 -0800 (PST) From: Lion Kimbro . Hello, my name is Lion and I saw your interpretation of the "You flew to me" in your pages. The following is a post I saw in rec.music.gdead regarding the Attics of My Life. I thought you might be interested. It has a message from rh at the end.
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"Attics of My Life" is a song by The Grateful Dead, which reflects on the memories that one has stored away in their attics. The song speaks of a time before the singer had anyone to listen to them, and emphasizes the importance of those who have been there for the singer, even when they may not have been able to do so themselves.
The lyrics also touch on the fleeting nature of life, with the mention of growing old at night. It suggests that time passes quickly, and the nights become a metaphor for the transience of life. Yet, even in the face of mortality, the song reminds us that love and music have the power to transcend these limitations.
