tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23327221.post3341193496105337560..comments2024-03-27T08:46:54.369-04:00Comments on BabyBlueOnline: Bob Dylan's AmericaAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17490745238430648958noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23327221.post-19833601000635924412010-10-22T00:12:39.340-04:002010-10-22T00:12:39.340-04:00I’m beginning to hear voices and there’s no one ar...I’m beginning to hear voices and there’s no one around<br />Well, I’m all used up and the fields have turned brown<br />I went to church on Sunday and she passed by<br />My love for her is taking such a long time to die<br /><br />I’m waist deep, waist deep in the mist<br />It’s almost like, almost like I don’t exist<br />I’m twenty miles out of town in cold irons bound<br /><br />The walls of pride are high and wide<br />Can’t see over to the other side<br />It’s such a sad thing to see beauty decay<br />It’s sadder still to feel your heart torn away<br /><br />One look at you and I’m out of control<br />Like the universe has swallowed me whole<br />I’m twenty miles out of town in cold irons bound<br /><br />There’s too many people, too many to recall<br />I thought some of ’m were friends of mine, I was wrong about ’m all<br />Well, the road is rocky and the hillside’s mud<br />Up over my head nothing but clouds of blood<br /><br />I found my world, found my world in you<br />But your love just hasn’t proved true<br />I’m twenty miles out of town in cold irons bound<br />Twenty miles out of town in cold irons bound<br /><br />Oh, the winds in Chicago have torn me to shreds<br />Reality has always had too many heads<br />Some things last longer than you think they will<br />There are some kind of things you can never kill<br /><br />It’s you and you only I been thinking about<br />But you can’t see in and it’s hard lookin’ out<br />I’m twenty miles out of town in cold irons bound<br /><br />Well the fat’s in the fire and the water’s in the tank<br />The whiskey’s in the jar and the money’s in the bank<br />I tried to love and protect you because I cared<br />I’m gonna remember forever the joy that we shared<br /><br />Looking at you and I’m on my bended knee<br />You have no idea what you do to me<br />I’m twenty miles out of town in cold irons bound<br />Twenty miles out of town in cold irons bound<br /><br />B. Dylan 1997Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17490745238430648958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23327221.post-42695742587592179632010-10-21T22:14:18.459-04:002010-10-21T22:14:18.459-04:00Dylan, the historian, theologian, exegete, sociolo...Dylan, the historian, theologian, exegete, sociologist, psychologist, and inter-disciplinary academic--across several disciplines--worthy of consideration.<br /><br />NOT!<br /><br />Please, be more academic.<br /><br />Dylan is a plucky guitarist. Yawn.Reformationhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06818168068978748081noreply@blogger.com