[ti:Third Week In The Chelsea] [ar:Jefferson Airplane] [al:2400 Fulton Street] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Third Week In The Chelsea - Jefferson Airplane [00:51.01]Sometimes I feel like i am leaving life behind [00:55.40]My hands are moving faster than the movement of my mind [01:01.61]Thoughts and generations of my dreams are yet unborn [01:06.19]I hope that I will find them 'fore my moving gets too worn [01:14.82]If only I could live to see the dawning of the dawn [01:30.03]So we go on moving trying to make this image real [01:34.52]Straining every nerve not knowing what we really feel [01:39.36]Straining every nerve ending and everybody sees [01:45.05]That what they read in the Rolling Stone has really come to be [01:53.48]And trying to avoid a taste of that reality [02:08.34]On an early New York mornin' a mirror in the hall [02:13.19]Showed to me a face I didn't know at all [02:19.24]Lines were drawn around a pair of eyes that opened wide [02:24.04]When I looked into the mouth there was nothing left inside [02:32.17]So I walked into the little room and whistled like a sigh [02:47.20]As dawn light closed around me my head was still in gear [02:52.09]Thinking thoughts of playing more and singing loud and clear [02:58.07]Trying to reach a friend somewhere and make that person smile [03:02.57]Maybe pull myself away from that old lonesome mile [03:10.75]That often comes to haunt me in the morning [03:25.75]All my friends keep telling me that it would be a shame [03:30.56]To break up such a grand success and tear apart a name [03:35.37]But all I know is what I feel whenever I'm not playin' [03:40.36]Emptiness ain't where it's at and neither's feeling pain [03:46.37]Well now what is going to happen now is anybody's guess [03:51.21]If I can't spend my time with love I guess I need a rest [03:57.20]Time is getting late now and the sun is getting low [04:01.50]My body's getting tired of carryin' another's load [04:09.80]And sunshine's waiting for me a little further down the road