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Recently I've been
All of content and dreaming I have been
'Cause I been lately seeing
Quite a bit of this woman live on my street
People stare and we just ignore everything
People stare and we just ignore them
And they go away, go away
She comes to me
I watch her drink
I watch her comb her hair
Both say that we never before have
Felt as recently
People stare and we just ignore
What's the use in hiding out
She says all the time
Let their eyes do the worrying about
She and me go to places quiet
Where we are quite alone
Kiss and we hold together
We will be until we done
People stare and we just ignore
What's the use in hiding out
She says all the time
Let their eyes do the worring about
Both say the we never before
Never before have felt as recently
People stare and we just ignore everything
People stare and we just ignore them
And they go away, go away
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Could I have been
A parking lot attendant
Could I have been
A millionaire in Bel Air
Could I have been
Lost Somewhere in Paris
Could I have been
You're little brother
Could I have been
Anyone other than me
Could I have been
Anyone other than me
Could I have been
Anyone
He stands touch his hair his shoes untied
Tongue gaping stare
Could I have been a magnet for money?
Could have been anyone other than me?
Twenty three and so tired of life
Such a shame to throw it all away
The images grow darker still
Could I have been anyone other than me?
Then I look up at the sky
My mouth is open wide lick and taste
What's the use in worrying, what's the use in hurrying
Turn turn we almost become dizzy
I am who I am who I am well who am I
Requesting some enlightenment
Could I have been anyone other than me
And then I'll
Sing and dance
I'll play for you tonight
The thrill of it all
Dark clouds may hang on me sometimes
But I'll work it out
And then I
Look up at the sky
My mouth is open wide lick and taste
What's the use in worrying, what's the use in hurrying
Turn turn we almost become dizzy
Falling out of a world of lies
Could I have been a dancing Nancy a dancing Nancy
Could I have been anyone other than me?
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See I'm leaving
This warehouse frightens me
Has me tied up in knots
Can't rest for a moment
Soon I'm going I'm slipping slow away
Hoping to find something better
Than I've got inside of here
The warehouse slips away
Hey reckless mind
Don't throw away your playful beginnings
You and I will fumble around in the touches
And be sure to
Leave all the lights on
So we can see the black cat changing colors
And we can walk under ladders
And we can swim as the tide turns you around and around
Hey we have found
Becoming one in a million
Slip into the crowd
This question I found in a gap in the sidewalk
Keep all your sights on
Hey the black cat changing colors
And you can walk under ladders
And swim as the tide choose to turn you
And here I sit
Life goes on
End of tunnel, TV set
Spot in the middle
Static fade, statistical bit
And soon I'll fade away, I'll fade away
This I admit tastes so good
Hard to believe an end to it
Smell touch feel
How could this rhythm ever quit
Bags packed on a plane
Hopefully to heaven
Shut up I'm thinking
I had a clue now it's gone forever
Sitting over these bones
You can read in whatever you're needing to
Keep all your sights on
Yeah man the black cat changing colors
When it's not the colors that matter
But that they'll all fade away
This I admit
Seems so good
Hard to believe an end to it
Warehouse is bare
Nothing at all inside of it
The walls and halls have disappeared
They disappear
My love I love to stay here
My love I love to stay here
In a corner I was wondering
If a change would be better than this
And then I worry
Maybe things won't be better than they have been
Here in the warehouse
At the warehouse
How I love to stay here
At the warehouse
Every man and woman
Get alive
That's our blood down there
Seems poured from the hands of angels
But trickle into the ground
Leaves the warehouse bare and empty
And my heart's numbered beat
Still echo in this empty room
And fear wells in me
But nothing seems good enough to defend
So I am going away, I'm going away...
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Original Lyrics Written By Bob Dylan
There must be some way out of here
Said the joker to the thief
There's too much confusion
I can't get no relief
Business men they
Drink my wine
There plowmen dig my earth
None of them along the line
Know what any of it's worth
No reason to get excited
The theif he kindly spoke
There are many among us
Who feel that life is but a joke
But you and I we've been through all that, yes we have
And this is not our fate
So let us not talk falsely now
The hour is getting late
And All Along the Watchtower
Princes kept the view
While all the women all the women all the women came and went
Barefoot servants too
Outside in the cold distance
A wild cat did growl, la la la
Two riders, two riders approaching
The wind began to howl
The theif he take
My money take
The thief he take
My money take
Am I insane
Auf wiedersehen
Am I insane
The thief is safe
No reason to get excited
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Hey little dreamer's eyes open and staring up at me
Oh little lonely eyes open and radiant
Wait until I come and I will steal you
Wait until I come I'll take your soul
Wait until I come and I will steal you
Wait until I come and I won't go
Darlin' dreamin in the night
Shadows on the windows
Lead oh and everyone go
Well leave me on the night
I will give you lightning
I will not relinquish light
Oh little dreamer eyes open and raving here
Wait until I come and see you little girl
When we come I'll leave with you too
When we come I'll let you come low
Hey we'll leave it all behind
Oh and then the nightmares
I'll fill them in good time
Oh they will seat your mind
When the light hits
And you maybe'll ask me
Why do you run around here
Why do you come inside of me
Why does it rip me out in dream
Why then why then watch this little fuck
Going away
Why this lonely
Why this lonely
Why this lonely love
Why this lonely
Why this lonely
Why this lonely love
Halloween
Carry on
Bury all
Bury all
Bury all
Bury all
Bury all
And in this dream
Tell us are you satisfied with fucking
Don't walk away
Don't walk away
Don't walk away
I'm talking to you
Love is hell
Love is hell
Love is hell
Love this I'll tame you
Love
Love
Love
Love this not me here
Love
Love
Love
Love him up to you
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