Grateful Dead - Eyes of the world

^Emaj7Right outside this ^Alazy summer ^Emaj7home ^{A Emaj7 Bm A Emaj7}You ain't got time to call your ^Asoul a critic n^Emaj7o ^{A Emaj7 Bm A A}Right outside the ^C#mlazy gate^B of winter's summer ^Ahome ^C#mWonderin' where the ^Bnut-thatch winter's^D wings a mile ^Along ^EmajJust carried the ^Abird ^Emaj7away ^{A Emaj7 A C}

^GWake up to find out that ^Cyou are the eyes of the ^Gworld ^C But the ^Gheart has its beaches its h^Comelands and thoughts of its o^Gwn ^{C C# D}Wake now discover that yo^Cu are the song that mo^Grning brings ^C But the ^Gheart has its seasons its e^Cvenings and songs of its own^{D Dsus4 D Bm A}

There ^Emaj7comes a redeemer and ^Ahe slowly too fades a^Emaj7way ^{A Emaj7 Bm A} There ^Emaj7follows a wagon be^Ahind him that's loaded with ^Emaj7clay ^{A Emaj7 Bm A} And the ^Aseeds that were silent all ^C#mburst into bloom and de^Bcay- a^Ay And ^Emaj7night comes so quiet it's ^Aclose on the heels of the ^Emaj7day ^{A Emaj7 A C}

^Emaj7Sometimes we live no part^Aicular way but our ^Emaj7own ^{A Emaj7 Bm A Emaj7}Sometimes we visit your ^Acountry and live in your ^Emaj7home ^{A Emaj7 Bm A A}Sometimes we ride on your ^C#mhorses s^Bometimes we walk al^Aone ^Emaj7Sometimes the songs that we ^Ahear are just songs of our ^Emaj7own ^{A Emaj7 A C}