Written about his wife Sara, here Bob reflects on his marriage.

That was beautiful!

there's so much epic energy in a lot of his stuff.

ufoclub said:

Wow, I wouldn't have thought you'd be into Dylan. Cool.

"Epic energy" is the perfect phrase to sum up a large portion of his work.

"Don't ever leave me, don't ever go"

Well, it didn't work, did it? She left his cheating ass. He's funny, on 'Blood On The Tracks", the record before "Desire" he wrote "You're Gonna Make Me Lonesome When You Go" to the women he was having an affair with, I mean "Sara" is a beautiful song but he wrote "Idiot Wind" as well which is as vitriolic song to a person you could have "You're an idiot babe, it's a wonder that you still know how to breathe"

mynameisnotsusan said:

Yeah, it's funny how they divorced just a few years after this.

I'm not sure about "Idiot Wind" though. The vitriol in that song is being directed at a lot of targets, including himself. The closing lines make a nice turnaround....."Idiot wind/ blowing through the dust upon our shelves/ We're idiots babe/ It's a wonder we can even feed ourselves"
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A live version from the Rolling Thunder tour.

One of the few records I like the studio-version best.

I laid on a dune I looked at the sky
When the children were babies and played on the beach
You came up behind me, I saw you go by
You were always so close and still within reach.

Sara, Sara
Whatever made you want to change your mind
Sara, Sara
So easy to look at, so hard to define.

I can still see them playing with their pails in the sand
They run to the water their buckets to fill
I can still see the shells falling out of their hands
As they follow each other back up the hill.

Sara, Sara
Sweet virgin angel, sweet love of my life
Sara, Sara
Radiant jewel, mystical wife.

Sleeping in the woods by a fire in the night
Drinking white rum in a Portugal bar
Them playing leapfrog and hearing about Snow White
You in the marketplace in Savanna-la-Mar.

Sara, Sara
It's all so clear, I could never forget
Sara, Sara
Loving you is the one thing I'll never regret.

I can still hear the sounds of those Methodist bells
I'd taken the cure and had just gotten through
Staying up for days in the Chelsea Hotel
Writing "Sad-Eyed Lady of the Lowlands" for you.

Sara, Sara
Wherever we travel we're never apart
Sara, Sara
Beautiful lady, so dear to my heart.

How did I meet you ? I don't know
A messenger sent me in a tropical storm
You were there in the winter, moonlight on the snow
And on Lily Pond Lane when the weather was warm.

Sara, Sara
Scorpio Sphinx in a calico dress
Sara, Sara
You must forgive me my unworthiness.

Now the beach is deserted except for some kelp
And a piece of an old ship that lies on the shore
You always responded when I needed your help
You gave me a map and a key to your door.

Sara, Sara
Glamorous nymph with an arrow and bow
Sara, Sara
Don't ever leave me, don't ever go.
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