Grateful Dead - Althea

I told Althea I was feeling lost Lacking in some direction Althea told me upon scrutinymy back might need protection I told Althea that treacherywas tearin me limb from limb Althea told me: now cool down boy -settle back easy Jim You may be Saturday's child all grownmoving with a pinch of grace You may be a clown in the burying groundor just another pretty face You may be the fate of Opheliasleeping and perchance to dream -honest to the point of recklessnessself centered to the extreme Ain't nobody messin with you but youyour friends are getting most concerned -loose with the truthmaybe it's your firebut baby...don't get burned When the smoke has cleared, she said,that's what she said to me:You're gonna want a bed to lay your headand a little sympathy There are things you can replaceand others you cannot The time has come to weigh those thingsthis space is getting hot -you know this space is getting hot I told Althea I'm a roving sign -that I was born to be a bachelor -Althea told me: Ok that's fine -So now I'm out trying to catch her Can't talk to me without talking to you We're guilty of the same old thing Talking a lot about less and less And forgetting the love we bring