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I wish I was a fisherman
tumblin' on the seas far away from dry land and it's bitter memories castin' out my sweet line with abandonment and love no ceiling bearin' down on me save the starry sky above with light in my head with you in my arms... I wish i was the brakeman on a hurtlin fevered train crashin head long into the heartland like a cannon in the rain with the feelin of the sleepers and the burnin of the coal countin the towns flashin by and a night that's full of soul with light in my head with you in my arms... And I know I will be loosened from the bonds that hold me fast and the chains all around me will fall away at last and on that grand and fateful day I will take thee in my hand I will ride on a train I will be the fisherman With light in my head You in my arms... Light in my head You in my arms... Light in my head You... | |
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He sits in your room, his tomb, with a fist full of tacks
Preoccupied with his vengeance Cursing the dead that can't answer him back I'm sure that he has no intentions Of looking your way, unless it's to say That he needs you to test his inventions. Can you please crawl out your window? Use your arms and legs it won't ruin you How can you say he will haunt you? You can go back to him any time you want to. He looks so truthful, is this how he feels Trying to peel the moon and expose it With his businesslike anger and his bloodhounds that kneel If he needs a third eye he just grows it He just needs you to talk or to hand him his chalk Or pick it up after he throws it. Can you please crawl out your window? Use your arms and legs it won't ruin you How can you say he will haunt you? You can go back to him any time you want to. Why does he look so righteous while your face is so changed Are you frightened of the box you keep him in While his genocide fools and his friends rearrange Their religion of the little ten women That backs up their views but your face is so bruised Come on out the dark is beginning. Can you please crawl out your window? Use your arms and legs it won't ruin you How can you say he will haunt you? You can go back to him any time you want to. | |
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Perhaps it's the color of the sun cut flat
An' cov'rin' the crossroads I'm standing at, Or maybe it's the weather or something like that, But mama, you been on my mind. I don't mean trouble, please don't put me down or get upset, I am not pleadin' or sayin', "I can't forget." I do not walk the floor bowed down an' bent, but yet, Mama, you been on my mind. Even though my mind is hazy an' my thoughts they might be narrow, Where you been don't bother me nor bring me down in sorrow. It don't even matter to me where you're wakin' up tomorrow, But mama, you're just on my mind. I am not askin' you to say words like "yes" or "no," Please understand me, I got no place for you t' go. I'm just breathin' to myself, pretendin' not that I don't know, Mama, you been on my mind. When you wake up in the mornin', baby, look inside your mirror. You know I won't be next to you, you know I won't be near. I'd just be curious to know if you can see yourself as clear As someone who has had you on his mind. | |
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i am not massively up on dylan, i must confess.
but i do love this track hugely: Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're tryin' to be so quiet? We sit here stranded, though we're all doin' our best to deny it And Louise holds a handful of rain, temptin' you to defy it Lights flicker from the opposite loft In this room the heat pipes just cough The country music station plays soft But there's nothing, really nothing to turn off Just Louise and her lover so entwined And these visions of Johanna that conquer my mind In the empty lot where the ladies play blindman's bluff with the key chain And the all-night girls they whisper of escapades out on the "D" train We can hear the night watchman click his flashlight Ask himself if it's him or them that's really insane Louise, she's all right, she's just near She's delicate and seems like the mirror But she just makes it all too concise and too clear That Johanna's not here The ghost of 'lectricity howls in the bones of her face Where these visions of Johanna have now taken my place Now, little boy lost, he takes himself so seriously He brags of his misery, he likes to live dangerously And when bringing her name up He speaks of a farewell kiss to me He's sure got a lotta gall to be so useless and all Muttering small talk at the wall while I'm in the hall How can I explain? Oh, it's so hard to get on And these visions of Johanna, they kept me up past the dawn Inside the museums, Infinity goes up on trial Voices echo this is what salvation must be like after a while But Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues You can tell by the way she smiles See the primitive wallflower freeze When the jelly-faced women all sneeze Hear the one with the mustache say, "Jeeze I can't find my knees" Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule But these visions of Johanna, they make it all seem so cruel The peddler now speaks to the countess who's pretending to care for him Sayin', "Name me someone that's not a parasite and I'll go out and say a prayer for him" But like Louise always says "Ya can't look at much, can ya man?" As she, herself, prepares for him And Madonna, she still has not showed We see this empty cage now corrode Where her cape of the stage once had flowed The fiddler, he now steps to the road He writes ev'rything's been returned which was owed On the back of the fish truck that loads While my conscience explodes The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain And these visions of Johanna are now all that remain | |
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Well, I ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more And ain't a-gonna grieve no more. Come on brother, join the band, Come on sisters, clap your hands, Tell everybody that's in the land, You ain't a-gonna grieve no more. Well, I ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more And ain't a-gonna grieve no more. Brown and blue and white and black, All one color on the one-way track, We got this far and ain't a-goin' back And ain't a-gonna grieve no more. Well, I ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more I ain't a-gonna grieve no more. We're gonna notify your next of kin, You're gonna raise the roof until the house falls in. If you get knocked down get up again, We ain't a-gonna grieve no more. Well, I ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more I ain't a-gonna grieve no more. We'll sing this song all night long, Sing it to my baby from midnight on. She'll sing it to you when I'm dead and gone, Ain't a-gonna grieve no more. Well, I ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more I ain't a-gonna grieve no more. | |
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