(alexallan) Wed 10 Sep 03 23:56
Box Of Rain w: Hunter m: Lesh AGDL: http://arts.ucsc.edu/gdead/agdl/box.html LASF: http://www.whitegum.com/songfile/BOXRAIN.HTM
Alex Allan (alexallan) Wed 10 Sep 03 23:57
Box Of Rain Lyrics: Robert Hunter Music: Phil Lesh Copyright Ice Nine Publishing; used by permission. Look out of any window Any morning, any evening, any day Maybe the sun is shining Birds are winging, no rain is falling from a heavy sky What do you want me to do To do for you to see you through? For this is all a dream we dreamed one afternoon long ago Walk out of any doorway Feel your way like the day before Maybe you'll find direction Around some corner where it's been waiting to meet you What do you want me to do To watch for you while you're sleeping? Then please don't be surprised when you find me dreaming too Look into any eyes You find by you; you can see clear to another day Maybe been seen before Through other eyes on other days while going home What do you want me to do To do for you to see you through? It's all a dream we dreamed one afternoon long ago Walk into splintered sunlight Inch your way through dead dreams to another land Maybe you're tired and broken Your tongue is twisted with words half spoken and thoughts unclear What do you want me to do To do for you, to see you through? A box of rain will ease the pain and love will see you through Just a box of rain, wind and water Believe it if you need it, if you don't just pass it on Sun and shower, wind and rain In and out the window like a moth before a flame And it's just a box of rain, I don't know who put it there Believe it if you need it or leave it if you dare And it's just a box of rain, or a ribbon for your hair Such a long, long time to be gone and a short time to be there
stella blue (artlife) Fri 26 Sep 03 14:52
lessons taught to me, still practicing
windowpane (comet) Fri 26 Sep 03 21:39
Care to expand on that?
from DENNIS SCHREIBER (tnf) Mon 9 Aug 04 12:36
Dennnis Schreiber writes: When I read that it was written with a son to his dying father, it came clear. It's about the journey to the other side. "Find your way, like you always have. Allow the souls you encounter to guide you to the next place, you know it's there - we've felt it; trust it. This earth is just a physical phase we show up in and pass through, like wind through a glass chime. Now your body is wrecked and your mind is going - but people and sights familiar to you will ease the fear and pain until you're free. Life here is such a sensory experience - you can choose to move on when you've risen above it, but it sure is a treat, and it's such a brief stay, measured against eternity." The moth image reminds me of Carlos Castanedas' description of souls returning from their earthly existence in "The Eagle's Gift."
Marked from the Day That I was Born (ssol) Mon 9 Aug 04 16:50
Robin Russell (rrussell8) Tue 10 Aug 04 07:54
We are all tourists here, out on the perimeter where limited dimensions allow physical presence.
from MAX PROSDOCIMI (tnf) Sat 24 Sep 05 08:19
Max Prosdocimi writes: Hi, For the first time in over 20 years I analysed the lyrics to 'Box of Rain'. Could it be Pandora's box? Everything is perfect, 'Sunshine, birds singing' but then there is unleashed on the world the 'Rain'. There is a suggestion in the song that the perfect world was both planned and achieved but without the 'rain', the very thing which sustains life and metaphorically, makes us human, is only a dream. Just a thought. You can eme back anytime. I could write a whole essay on this theory if that's what's required to get onto the website. More specifically, however, I would welcome any comment on the idea. Keep on keeping on, Luvvies, Max.
David Dodd (ddodd) Thu 1 Jan 09 20:54
Posted on behalf of Ross Alford: Hello, I've been an admirer of the Dead since the 1970s; recently saw a special called "Classic Albums" being broadcast on the Australian ABC network about the making on American Beauty (one of my all-time favorite albums), dug out the CD and started thinking about it again. Don't know if you are still working on this project or updating the web site, but anyway, could not resist sending some thoughts. Box of Rain is one of my absolute favorite Dead songs, and certainly poetry in its own right. I have always felt that it is about the fleeting nature of life and the uncertainty of our perception and experience of it. I have also always thought that the box of rain itself was the world, and I was really happy to come across the response from Hunter himself confirming that interpretation is correct that is reproduced on your page. That's all by way of intro really; what I was moved to write about in the interpretational sense is the passage Sun and shower - Wind and rain - in and out the window like a moth before a flame There are several sections in the interpretive part of the web site in which the moth/flame part is discussed in the context of the way that moths immolate themselves. I have never thought that is what this is about. Particularly in context, it seems to me that it is about the (often) random-seeming way that events in our lives can pass from good to bad, happy to sad--changing in the same unpredictable way from moment to moment that moths often appear to move as they approach a light. The last lines Such a long long time to be gone and a short time to be there I think make it very clear that it refers to life on Earth and the uncertainty of what (if anything) else there is. They make me think of one of the best responses I've ever heard to this question, from Philip Adams, who among many other things is a long-time broadcaster of thought-provoking shows on the Australian ABC Radio National network. He was talking about how he, an atheist, responds to religious people who ask him what he thinks happens after you die, and said (paraphrased from memory) "I don't worry about that at all. I already know what it's like after you die--it's exactly the same as it was before you were born" Cheers, Ross
Marked from the Day That I was Born (ssol) Sat 3 Jan 09 12:51
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! A conceptual link tangential to Dark Star (tatters, the forces tear loose from the axis) and more closely to modern astrophysics we are quite possibly living in a universe, one of many, that is the other side of a black hole in one of those other universes. I don't know if it's generally true or just true of the physicists I know thru my connection with the GD, but an amazing percentage of them share my own affinity with Hunter's lyrics and the Dead's music.
David Gans (tnf) Sat 3 Jan 09 15:25
> I already know what it's like after you die--it's exactly the same as it > was before you were born I like that a lot.
Robin Russell (rrussell8) Sun 4 Jan 09 18:06
"The end is the beginning born knowing." - WS Burroughs
John (delphinus) Mon 5 Jan 09 18:49
> I already know what it's like after you die--it's exactly the same as it > was before you were born Neatly bookended but begging the question, "How was it before you were born?"
John (delphinus) Mon 5 Jan 09 20:22
> "The end is the beginning born knowing." - WS Burroughs Nice echo of mytho-biblical pairing of knowledge and mortality.
Marked from the Day That I was Born (ssol) Wed 7 Jan 09 03:54
One hand clapping
David Gans (tnf) Wed 7 Jan 09 19:19
> "How was it before you were born?" We can't know that, and we can't know how it is after we die. So why worry abut it?
Hugh Watkins (hughw1936uk) Thu 8 Jan 09 00:23
#15 DG not a worry but a subject of discussion in every language that exists and the basis of local philosophy or religion
David Gans (tnf) Thu 8 Jan 09 11:05
And a worthy subject, for sure. I just grow weary of people who think they know the unknowable forcing others to behave in accord with their presumptions. <http://dgans.com/lyrics.html#SaveUs>
Hugh Watkins (hughw1936uk) Thu 8 Jan 09 14:29
even Mac users think that they are "saved" and to slim effectively needs the dedication of a born again christian
John (delphinus) Tue 13 Jan 09 12:43
Leaving the unknowns that bracket our fleeting existence aside for the moment. Whenever I think about it, I am blown away by the fact that anything exists at all. Talk about unreasonable. Makes sense to me that this would be a productive conundrum for mythopoesis over the eons. Mythology abhors a vacuum.
Robin Russell (rrussell8) Thu 15 Jan 09 15:15
Nicely put. Are we touring a fluke?
Marked from the Day That I was Born (ssol) Thu 15 Jan 09 16:09
> I am blown away by the fact that anything exists at all< Yes. For this atheist, Reality (such as it is or appears to be) is a pretty good operational definition of a miracle.
John (delphinus) Thu 22 Jan 09 18:48
>Look out of any window >Walk out of any doorway >Look into any eyes >Walk into splintered sunlight Strike me as calls to experience and transformation that Hunter and Lesh offer, strong because they rely on the basics of intimacy with the world around us and each other, universal because they draw on experiences that we share, immediate because they are so tied into sense experiences of transition (crossing thresholds, looking across boundaries, encountering the other, entering light)
John (delphinus) Thu 22 Jan 09 19:25
Hunter counterposes each of these calls to experience and passage stanza by stanza with memory, sleep, and dreamy recollection ending up with the call to inch through dead dreams to another land. Life may not be "but a dream" but I'd argue for a kinship between memory and dream.
David Dodd (ddodd) Fri 23 Jan 09 13:15
"Shall we go..."
form ANDY FERGUSON (tnf) Mon 14 Sep 09 11:35
Andy Ferguson writes: I want to comment on the song "Box of Rain." First of all, I believe that this song can be seen in comparison to the Dylan Thomas poem "Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night." In the Thomas poem, the poet is urging the dying father to rage against dying as if death is to be fought. In Box of Rain, however, the singer seems to have come to a spiritual acceptance of his father's coming death. Box of Rain seems to suggest that in death the soul moves on to either another land or another home while the body is returned to the earth. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. The "Box of Rain" in the title can easily be interpreted as the planet earth, with the systems of sea and storms and rain, as Hunter has in many ways admited. The Box of Rain, however, could also be interpreted as the human body, where our blood and tears are the rain contained in the physical shells (or boxes) of our skin. In truth, the Box of Rain could be referring to both planet and body as one and the same. Considered in this manner, there are numerous links between the song "Box of Rain" and "Eyes of the World" with the themes of transition and seasons. Box of Rain Look out of any window any morning, any evening, any day Maybe the sun is shining birds are winging or rain is falling from a heavy sky Eyes of the World Right outside this lazy summer home you don't have time to call your soul a critic, no Right outside the lazy gate of winter's summer home wondering where the nuthatch winters Wings a mile long just carried the bird away Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world
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