Night of a Thousand Stars Songtext
von Phil Lesh & Friends

Full moon rising over Alcatraz
Hangin′ there like a big topaz
Ruling this night of a thousand stars
With a back seat full of broken guitars

Raised in chains by Jehosaphat's daughter
Served 20 years for walkin′ on the water
Just out fishin' for love in the rain
From an easy chair in the passing lane

If I had forgotten, I'd remember well
The fruit and the tree from which it fell
Many long years rollin′ homeward-bound
Hell-for-leather on this merry-go-round

Night of a thousand stars
The sound of sweet guitars
On this night (on this night)
On this night (on this night)
On this night (on this night)
On this night of a thousand stars


Down in the laundry with my head in my hands
Doin′ whatsoever the Lord commands
Poppin' the hood off a Ford V8
Disguised with an out-of-state licence plate

Payin′ my taxes in whiskey and blood
Mixed in a barrel floating on the flood
Doing my penance for a life of crime
Singing B Minor Masses in double time

Tiger and lion hanging on the wall
Between the head of a saint and a bocce ball
And rebuked and I've been scorned
But I can′t ever say that I haven't been warned

Night of a thousand stars
The sound of sweet guitars
On this night (on this night)
On this night (on this night)
On this night (on this night)
On this night of a thousand stars

I tried to serve you right
I tried to serve you well
Looked all right by morning light
In hindsight, who can tell?


If I could recapture one moment of truth
From the firm foundation of a misspent youth
I′d fall like rain on this thirsty earth
A testament of beauty and worth

But if it don't happen because it can't
I hope and pray this wish you grant
From one man′s heart to a falling star
We always remember who we are

Remember the night of a thousand stars
When love swam naked in the reservoir
Writing mad sonnets in the midnight park
Leaving tracks of tears for her watermark

Drums of the jungle on the edge of night
Only you could see with your perfect sight
You don′t remember, you can be excused
'Cause it could never be reproduced

The night of a thousand stars
The sound of sweet guitars
On this night (on this night)
On this night (on this night)
On this night (on this night)
On this night of a thousand stars