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Berkeley Nights 1968

You were standing in the rain waiting for me there/

Roses in your hands, flowers in your hair/

That evening we got high staring at the lights/

The secrets that we shared … crazy Berkeley Nights/

Carlos Santana was standing on that rock/

Playing his guitar down at Peoples Park/

Country Joe McDonald singing in the rain/

You held my arm that day the way a track will hold a train/

Music was religion: The truth was black and white/

The secrets that we shared … crazy Berkeley Nights/

That little Chinese diner down on Telegraph/

Where everything I said always made you laugh/

Listening to those records in the darkness on our floor/

Janus and the Dead.....Hendrix, Dylan and the Doors/

We saw The Band at Winterland, beneath the flashy lightsThe secrets that we shared ...crazy Berkeley nights/

The day on Tamalpais we thought would never end/

I read Camus and Sartre, you were into Zen/

There was Kerouac and Kesey and Acapulco Gold/

The lights of San Francisco, like a river how they flowed/

We drank the fog like whiskey… as it rolled across the Heights/

The secrets that we shared … crazy Berkeley Nights'

So many years are gone now, so many “Yesterdays”/

So many things got lost in that wild 60’s haze/

Then sometimes late at night when I see the city lights/

Oh I remember you and those crazy Berkeley nights/

You were standing in the rain waiting for me there/

Roses in your hands, flowers in your hair/

That evening we got high staring at he lights/

The secrets that we shared … crazy Berkeley Nights

 

Rick Lehman · 921 days ago
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