> I was a great fan of Dylan in high school. The only one of his earlier
> records that I still cherish is "Blonde on Blonde".
> His '97 album -- "Time Out of Mind" -- is an atmospheric,
> sullen, masterpiece; the upbeat "bluesy" numbers I can do
> without.
> * * *
> Shadows are falling and I've been here all day
> It's too hot to sleep time is running away
> Feel like my soul has turned into steel
> I've still got the scars that the sun didn't heal
> There's not even room enough to be anywhere
> It's not dark yet, but it's getting there
> Well my sense of humanity has gone down the drain
> Behind every beautiful thing there's been some kind of pain
> She wrote me a letter and she wrote it so kind
> She put down in writing what was in her mind
> I just don't see why I should even care
> It's not dark yet, but it's getting there
> Well, I've been to London and I've been to gay Paree
> I've followed the river and I got to the sea
> I've been down on the bottom of a world full of lies
> I ain't looking for nothing in anyone's eyes
> Sometimes my burden seems more than I can bear
> It's not dark yet, but it's getting there
> I was born here and I'll die here against my will
> I know it looks like I'm moving, but I'm standing still
> Every nerve in my body is so vacant and numb
> I can't even remember what it was I came here to get away from
> Don't even hear a murmur of a prayer
> It's not dark yet, but it's getting there.
Aah, that is beautiful,,that is Bob Dylan, that is poet and in so many many songs thereafter.
He does have the gift of drawing one to tears which proves the worth, in my humble opinion.
I could post upon post of lyrics that have drawn me to tears but I'm sure anyone who has encountered the music would know anyway...
You're a tear jerker baby, but I'm under your spell
You're a hard worker baby
But I know you well
And this weekend in hell
Is making me sweat
True love, true love, true love
Tends to forget
