Fake Jerry (Garcia, Grateful Dead) - June 15th

[Verse 1] June 15th rolled in on a runaway breeze, Laughing through the meadow and rattling the leaves, I packed a crooked lunch in a coffee can tin, Figured I'd find trouble and accidentally win. A squirrel stole my map at the edge of the trail, A rabbit sold directions that were destined to fail, The river sang harmony, the canyon kept time, And a crow critiqued my walking like a nursery rhyme. [Chorus] Oh, June 15th, what a curious day, The sunshine pointed east while the shadows drifted west away, Under giant Sequoia trees touching heaven's blue, Life's a funny riddle and the punchline's usually you. [Guitar solo] [Verse 2] I wandered through a forest where the old giants stood, Those Sequoia trees whispering secrets through the wood, One said, "Kid, slow down, you've got nowhere to race," Then dropped a cone beside me and laughed in my face. A deer with crossed eyes offered roadside advice, Said, "The shortest path is longer, but the scenery is nice," I followed that wisdom for a mile or three, And somehow ended up exactly where I'd meant to be. [Chorus] Oh, June 15th, what a curious day, The sunshine pointed east while the shadows drifted west away, Under giant Sequoia trees touching heaven's blue, Life's a funny riddle and the punchline's usually you. [Guitar solo] [Verse 3] By afternoon the clouds built castles in the sky, A hawk drew circles overhead like it forgot to fly, The creek kept telling jokes with every splashing bend, And the mountains grinned like they'd heard them all again. I traded songs with crickets near a waterfall, Lost every competition but I had a ball, Then a chipmunk stole my sandwich with professional grace, Leaving tiny footprints and a smirk upon its face. [Bridge] The flowers wore confetti, the wind played kazoo, The butterflies looked puzzled by the things I tried to do, The whole wild world seemed wonderfully absurd, Like a campfire conversation nobody overheard. [Outro] So here's to June 15th and its glorious confusion, Its accidental wisdom and spectacular delusion, Beneath the Sequoia trees where the tall tales grew, I got lost in nature and somehow came through, Still laughing at the journey and the strange things that were true. [Guitar solo]