R.I.P. Bob Weir
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Dead at 78. Gone Truckin again along side Jerry and Phil:
https://www.cbc.ca/news/entertainment/bob-weir-grateful-dead-obituary-9.7041226
Spanish lady come to me, she lays on me this rose
Rainbows spiral 'round and 'round, I tremble and explode
They left a smoking crater of my mind I like to blow away
But the heat came 'round and busted me for smiling on a cloudy dayComing, coming, coming around (Coming around)
Coming around (Coming around)
Coming (Coming), coming (Coming), coming around (Coming around)
Coming around (Coming around)Escaping through the lily fields
I came across an empty space
It trembled and exploded
Left a blood spot in its place
The bus came by and I got on, that's when it all began
There was Cowboy Neal at the wheel of the bus to never ever landComing, coming, coming around (Coming around)
Coming around (Coming around)
Coming, coming, coming around (Coming around)
Coming around (Coming around)