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Text: Grateful Dead. That's It for The Other One.

The other day they waited
The sky was dark and faded
Solemnly they stated
He has to die, you know he has to die

And all the children learnin'
From books that they were burnin'
Every leaf was turnin'
To watch him die, you know he has to die

The summer sun looked down on him
His mother could but frown on him
And all the others sound on him
But it doesn't seem to matter

And when the day had ended
With rainbow colors blended
His mind remained unbended
He had to die, you know he had to die

Spanish lady come to me
She lays on me this rose
It rainbow spiral round and round
It trembles and explodes

It left a smoking crater of my mind
I like to blow away
But the heat came 'round and busted me
For smiling on a cloudy day

Comin', comin', comin' around
Comin' around in a circle
Comin', comin', comin' around
Comin' around in a circle

Skippin' through the lily fields
I came across an empty space
It trembled and exploded
Left a bus stop in it's place

The bus came by and I got on
That's when it all began
There was cowboy Neal at the wheel
Of the bus to never ever land

Comin', comin', comin' around
Comin' around in a circle
Comin', comin', comin' around
Comin' around in a circle

And when the day had ended
With rainbow colors blended
His minds remained unbended
He had to die, he had to die

He had to die, he had to die
He had to die, you know he had to die
He had to die, oh, you know he had to die