Not dark yet

Quite love the lyrics to this song especially the last two paragraphs-...I've been down on the bottom of a world full of lies.....

And yes it's another Dylan song:

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


He couldn't have said it better with this picture though...

Once

Remember to hold my hand
When my darkest hour has come.
No words need to be spoken
When my darkest hour has come.
Where I am going
You cannot be,
For it is not your time,
Yet.
Let there not be tears of grief
When you think
Of those moments we shared.
Let there be tears of joy
Coz
You and I
We've had our time
Together once.
Once is enough
In many a lifetime.
Once is enough
With you.

Afraid to dream

Men are afraid to dream
Lest they fall
Into that abyss of darkness
They cannot get out of.
Children are afraid to sleep
Lest what lurks in that darkness
Steals their innocence.
The women cry
Hearts a-stolen
By That thief that creeps
In the night.
I lay awake
Silently screaming
Into the darkness
A nightmare
I cannot wake from.
A dream which lain
Like a trap.
I get ensnarled once again.
This trap,
I cannot escape.

Tbc....

What bounds us?

What bounds us together?
The familiarity that we bred
Over the years?
What bounds us together?
The web of lies
That we have spun?
What bounds us together?
The pain
That we inflicted on one another?
What bounds us together?
That sadness
We both wallowed in?
You and I
I and you
Will our paths
Continue to diverge?
Will our paths cross
One fine day?
Or will we go our separate ways?
You and I
No more.

Empty shells

Just empty shells
Walking on the streets
Of life.
But the souls live on,
On a highway,
To eternity.

Everything has changed.

By the window

Sat by the window
Watching the days roll by.
Days became months
And months became years.
I watch the seasons change
I watch myself change
No longer could I laugh
At silly things.
No longer could I see
The beauty
In simple things.
The love of life
Eludes me.

Your name

your name lingers on my lips
When I speak your name
My heart fills with sadness
And an emptiness
That I am so familiar with.
It's been a friend of mine
For a very long time.

Good and evil

Transversing between good and evil
I've fallen into the in-between
Where there is no light and no darkness.
I exist because I breathe .

That boy

Troubles on my mind
Troubles in my heart
Troubles in my soul
Where do I cast these troubles
Of mine?
I once loved a boy,
His name I've not forgotten.
We once sat together
In an old classroom
In a worn-out school.
Up and down the hallways
We ran.
Laughin our troubles away.
I once loved a boy,
His name I've not forgotten.
Where is that boy now?
has he gone to war?
Has he moved up east
Does he dress in suits
Has he settled
With a wife and 2.5 kids?
I once loved a boy,
His name I've not forgotten.
How sweet his name sounded
On my lips.
That boy,
I've not forgotten.
Even as the years rolled by.
That boy.

These words came to me when I was about to sleep last night. Sometimes it's strange that words just float into one's mind without making much sense. The poem's fictitious and only the first three sentences are kinda true.

I think bob Dylan said something to the same effect when he was asked in an interview on how he wrote his songs. He said the words just came. I think it's so hard to write something purposefully and consciously than when the words just "come". I mean that is quite an obvious fact that no one can argue. But what turns out best might be a mixture of the conscious and subconscious. Typically the editing part requires the conscious mind...

Bob Dylan

"I give her my heart but she wanted my soul"

Great lyricist... Pity bout the voice.

Thought the lyrics to "Dont think twice, it's alright" were really good. You find disappointment, sarcasm, love, anger, a bit of wanting to go but not wanting to at the same time- quite a range of emotions there in a 3-min song. My favorite cover of the song is by Peter, Paul, and Mary.
http://youtu.be/Xu-DWUngjhk

Another song of his that I love is Make You Feel My Love. The lyrics are incredibly touching - "When the evening shatters, and the stars appear, And there is no one there, To dry your tears.
I could hold you, For a million years, To make you feel my love." Although Dont Think Twice It's Alright is not a love song, I actually thought it is quite romantic too. Behind all that angst lies a romantic.