Dark Star (Live at Fillmore East, February 13-14, 1970)

Dark star crashes, pouring it's light into ashes

Reason tatters, the forces tear loose from the axis

Searchlight casting for faults in the clouds of delusion

Shall we go, you and I, while we can?

Through the transitive nightfall of diamonds?

Mirror shatters

In formless reflections of matter

Glass hand dissolving

In ice, petal flowers revolving

Lady in velvet recedes in the nights of goodbye

Shall we go, you and I, while we can?

Through yhe transitive nightfall of diamonds