"The Eleven" genre: Psychedelic
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	A cover of the Grateful Dead's early classic--based on a piano solo, with overdubs
	Credits: words: Robert Hunter music: Jerry Garcia, Ice Nine Publishing, used by permission
	Story Behind the Song the words are a mythopoetic, archetypal anthem. I don't know what they mean, but my deeper self does. Like Bach or Chopin, it is a fun and rewarding piece of music to play Lyrics The Eleven High green chilly winds and windy vines In loops around the twining shafts of lavender, They’re crawling to the sun 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 Underfoot the ground is patched with Climbing arms of ivy wrapped around the manzanita, Stark and shiny in the breeze 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 No more time to tell how, this is the season of what (eight-sided whispering Hallelujah Hatrick) now is the time of returning with thought jewels polished and gleaming (six proud walkers on the jingle bell rainbow) is the time past believing the child has relinquished the rein (five men writing with fingers of gold) now is the test of the boomerang (four girls waiting in the foreign dominion) tossed in the night of redeeming (riding in the whalebelly fade away in moonlight) sink beneath the waters to the coral sands below

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