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  • The Eleven
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    No more time to tell how
    This is the season of what
    Now is the time of returning
    With our thought jewels polished and gleaming

    Now is the time past believing
    The child has relinquished the reign
    Now is the test of the boomerang
    Tossed in the night of redeeming

    Eight-sided whispering hallelujah hatrack
    Seven-faced marble eye transitory dream doll
    Six proud walkers on jingle-bell rainbow
    Five men writing in fingers of gold
    Four men tracking the great white sperm whale
    Three girls wait in a foreign dominion
    Ride in the whalebelly
    Fade away in moonlight
    Sink beneath the waters
    To the coral sands below
    Now is the time of returning

    These are the words as set out in Robert Hunter's "Box Of Rain":
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These are the words as set out in Robert Hunter's "Box Of Rain":
Lyrics By
Robert Hunter
Music By
Phil Lesh
Lyrics

No more time to tell how
This is the season of what
Now is the time of returning
With our thought jewels polished and gleaming

Now is the time past believing
The child has relinquished the reign
Now is the test of the boomerang
Tossed in the night of redeeming

Eight-sided whispering hallelujah hatrack
Seven-faced marble eye transitory dream doll
Six proud walkers on jingle-bell rainbow
Five men writing in fingers of gold
Four men tracking the great white sperm whale
Three girls wait in a foreign dominion
Ride in the whalebelly
Fade away in moonlight
Sink beneath the waters
To the coral sands below
Now is the time of returning