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your gonna make me lonesome when you go bob dylan 75
I've seen love go by my door It's never been this close before Never been so easy or so slow. Been shooting in the dark too long When somethin's not right it's wrong Yer gonna make me lonesome when you go. Dragon clouds so high above I've only known careless love, It's always hit me from below. This time around it's more correct Right on target, so direct, Yer gonna make me lonesome when you go. Purple clover, Queen Anne lace, Crimson hair across your face, You could make me cry if you don't know. Can't remember what I was thinkin' of You might be spoilin' me too much, love, Yer gonna make me lonesome when you go. Flowers on the hillside, bloomin' crazy, Crickets talkin' back and forth in rhyme, Blue river runnin' slow and lazy, I could stay with you forever And never realize the time. Situations have ended sad, Relationships have all been bad. Mine've been like Verlaine's and Rimbaud. But there's no way I can compare All those scenes to this affair, Yer gonna make me lonesome when you go. Yer gonna make me wonder what I'm doin', Stayin' far behind without you. Yer gonna make me wonder what I'm sayin', Yer gonna make me give myself a good talkin' to. I'll look for you in old Honolulu, San Francisco, Ashtabula, Yer gonna have to leave me now, I know. But I'll see you in the sky above, In the tall grass, in the ones I love, Yer gonna make me lonesome when you go. | |
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shausler said: bob dylan 75
I've seen love go by my door It's never been this close before Never been so easy or so slow. Been shooting in the dark too long When somethin's not right it's wrong Yer gonna make me lonesome when you go. Dragon clouds so high above I've only known careless love, It's always hit me from below. This time around it's more correct Right on target, so direct, Yer gonna make me lonesome when you go. Purple clover, Queen Anne lace, Crimson hair across your face, You could make me cry if you don't know. Can't remember what I was thinkin' of You might be spoilin' me too much, love, Yer gonna make me lonesome when you go. Flowers on the hillside, bloomin' crazy, Crickets talkin' back and forth in rhyme, Blue river runnin' slow and lazy, I could stay with you forever And never realize the time. Situations have ended sad, Relationships have all been bad. Mine've been like Verlaine's and Rimbaud. But there's no way I can compare All those scenes to this affair, Yer gonna make me lonesome when you go. Yer gonna make me wonder what I'm doin', Stayin' far behind without you. Yer gonna make me wonder what I'm sayin', Yer gonna make me give myself a good talkin' to. I'll look for you in old Honolulu, San Francisco, Ashtabula, Yer gonna have to leave me now, I know. But I'll see you in the sky above, In the tall grass, in the ones I love, Yer gonna make me lonesome when you go. Beautiful song. Nobody writes lyrics like Bob! | |
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the recent version by madeline peyroux is totally amazing and beautiful Welcome to the New World Odor and
the Mythmaking Moonbattery of Obamanation. Chains We Can Bereave In LIBERALISM IS A CONSPIRACY THEORY | |
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r we in love?
or just friends is this the beginnin? or is this the end? .... when will i see u again? | |
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shausler said: r we in love?
or just friends is this the beginnin? or is this the end? .... when will i see u again? Do you know this song of Sebadoh - 'Think'? The lyrics you're posting remind me of this song. Could I hold on, or should I hold on to you? Ask, I'll tell the truth; there's nothing I should hide And if I move to slow, if you're bored I need to know I'm weak to hide inside, to force what I don't feel If all we have is a question, there's no hope to find a future But something in me cries for you It feels too real this time I think I love you, though I don't know what love means Girl of my dreams, or a friend that one day leaves Could I trust this when I've lied to myself before? Will I do it all again to taste what I've imagined we could be? Look what I've become; this pressure that we feel In a world of possibilities, this may not prove real But could we give enough, backed against a wall? Too close to breathe, but too far to fall All I ever wanted was to feel you closer to me And it's sad to feel this resistance What once before had felt so free Let tomorrow bee I can't be so impatient Pushing every answer, when there isn't any question Let me feel good now And though this may have to end, I hope I'm always with you Honestly your friend I think I love you [Edited 11/9/05 12:50pm] | |
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