Grateful Dead: Rubin and cherise

Cherise was brushing her long hair gently downIt was the afternoon of carnival as she brushes it gently downRubin was strumming his painted mandolinIt was inlaid with a pretty face in jade played in the carnival paradeCherise was dressing as Pirouette in whiteWhen a fatal vision gripped her tight Cherise beware tonightRubin, Rubin tell me truly trueI feel afraid and I dont know why I do, Is there another girl for you?If you could see my heart you would know its trueTheres none Cherise, except for you, except for youId swear to it on my very soul, If I lie, say I fall down coldWhen Rubin played on his painted mandolinThe breeze would pause to listen in before going on its way againMasquerade began when nightfall finally wokeLike waves against the bandstand, dancers broke to the painted mandolinLooking out to the crowd who is standing thereSweet Ruby Claire at Rubin stared, at Rubin staredShe was dressed as Pirouette in redAnd her hair hung gently downThe crowd pressed round, Ruby stood as though aloneRubins song took on a different tone and he played it just for herThe song he played was the carnival paradeEach note cut a thread of Cherises fate it cut through like a bladeRubin was playing his painted mandolinWhen Ruby froze and turned to stone for the strings played all aloneThe voice of Cherise from the face of the mandolinSinging Rubin, Rubin tell me true for I have no one but youIf you could see my heart you would know it trueTheres none Cherise, except for you, except for youId swear to it on my very soul, If I lie, say I fall down coldThe truth of love an unsung song must tellThe course of love must follow blind without a look behindRubin walked the streets of New Orleans till dawnCherise so lightly in his arms and her hair hung gently down