Blues For Allah Lyrics - Blues For Allah - Grateful Dead

Arabian wind, the needle's eye is thin 

The ships of state sail on mirage and drown in sand 

Out in no man's land where Allah does command 

What good is spilling blood? It will not grow a thing 

Taste eternity the, the swords sing blues of Allah en'sh'allah 

They lie where they fall, there's nothing more to say 

The desert stars are bright tonight, let's meet as friends 

The flower of Islam, the fruit of Abraham 

The thousand stories have come round to one again 

Arabian night, our gods pursue their fight 

What fatal flowers of darkness spring from seeds of light 

Bird of paradise fly in white sky, blues for Allah en'sh'allah 

Let's see with our heart, these things our eyes have seen 

And know the truth must still lie somewhere in between