Standing on the Moon (Grateful Dead)

Lyrics

Standing on the moon, I've got no cobwebs on my shoe
Standing on the moon, I feel so alone and blue
I see the Gulf of Mexico, tiny as a tear
The coast of California must be somewhere over here
Over here

Standing on the moon, I see the battle rage below
Standing on the moon, I see the soldiers come and go
There's a metal flag beside me someone planted long ago
Old Glory standing stiffly, crimson, white, and indigo
Old Glory standing stiffly, crimson, white, and indigo
Indigo

I see all of southeast Asia, I can see El Salvador
I hear the cries of children, and the other songs of war
It's like a mighty melody, that rings down from the sky
Standing here upon the moon, I watch it all roll by
All roll by
All roll by
All roll by

Standing on the moon, I see a shadow on the sun
Standing on the moon, stars go fading one by one
I hear a cry of victory, another of defeat
A scrap of some old lullaby down some forgotten street
Forgotten street

Standing on the moon, where talk is cheap and vision true
Standing on the moon, but I would rather be with you
Somewhere in San Francisco on a back porch in July
Just looking up to heaven at this crescent in the sky
Just looking up to heaven at this crescent in the sky
In the sky

Standing on the moon, with nothing left to do
A lovely view of heaven, but I would rather be with you
A lovely view of heaven, but I would rather be with you
Be with you
Be with you...