Saturday, November 15, 2008

Saturday Night at the Cafe: What Bob Said ...



Great orthodox theology here - another original way to explain original sin. Once we come out of denial, that is. Everything is broken. Only, this one you can dance to. Somehow I can see St. Matthew over in the corner with his old tax collector buddies rockin' on this one. Been there, done that, got the t-shirt, discovered - what's the name of the album this song is from - Oh, mercy. Guess that's why we need a Savior after all.

3 comments:

Scott Hankins said...

Honest to God, BB, I find your idea of sin to be facile and opportunistic. Every time you post, you sin. Especially when you invoke Dylan. The Gospel is about healing, not division. Please stop.

BabyBlue said...

You do listen to Dylan's recent work, right?

What do you think Dylan is talking about in this?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4q4GWKUOLK4

Of course, it's not dark yet - but it's getting there and we know that sometimes Satan comes as a man of peace. But someday, baby, you ain't gonna worry poor me no more, though we still gotta to serve somebody, for if it keeps on raining the levy's gonna break while things are breakin' up out there, high water everywhere.

The suffering is unending
Every nook and cranny has it's tears
I'm not playing, I'm not pretending
I'm not nursing any superfluous fears

Ain't talkin', just walkin'
Walkin' ever since the other night
Heart burnin', still yearnin'
Walkin' ‘til I'm clean out of sight

As I walked out in the mystic garden
On a hot summer day, hot summer lawn
Excuse me, ma'am I beg your pardon
There's no one here, the gardener is gone

Ain't talkin', just walkin'
Up the road around the bend
Heart burnin', still yearnin'
In the last outback, at the world's end


But that's not the end of the story, oh no.

It's dark and it's dreary
I ponder in vain
I'm weakened, I'm weary
My repentance is plain

Beyond the horizon o'er the treacherous sea
I still can't believe that you've set aside your love for me
Beyond the horizon, 'neath crimson skies
In the soft light of morning I'll follow you with my eyes
Through countries and kingdoms and temples of stone
Beyond the horizon right down to the bone

It's late in the season
Never knew, never cared
Whatever the reason
Someone's life has been spared

Beyond the horizon the sky is so blue
I've got more than a lifetime to live lovin' you


bb

Tregonsee said...

What Bob said. That is ++Bob:

http://tinyurl.com/664x9z