Robert Hunter: Timing

“Such a long, long time to be gone, and a short time to be here.”

“Crippled but free, I was blind all the time I was learning to see.”

“Sometimes the light's all shining on me, Other times I can barely see, Lately it occurs to me, What a long strange trip it's been…”

“Ain't no time to hate, barely time to wait”

“Nothing's for certain, It could always go wrong, Come in when it's raining, Go on out when it's gone, We could have us a high time, Living the good life, Well I know”

“In another time's forgotten space, your eyes looked through your mother's face, Wildflower seed on the sand and stone, may the four winds blow you safely home. Roll away … the dew”

“There are things you can replace, and others you cannot. The time has come to weigh those things, this space is getting hot.”