Bob Dylan
American folk and rock singer-songwriter, born in Duluth, Minnesota.
Money doesn't talk, it swears.
Obscenity, who really cares? Propaganda all is phony.
In a soldier's stance, I aimed my hand at the mongrel dogs who teach
Fearing not that I'd become my enemy in the instance that I preached
My existence led by confusion boats, mutiny from stern to bow.
If she's passing back this way I'm not that hard to find
Tell her she can look me up if she's got the time.
I met a white man who walked a black dog.
You can't be wise and in love at the same time.
You never turned around to see the frowns, on the jugglers and the clowns when they all did, tricks for you.
And there are no truths outside the Gates of Eden.
We live in a political world
Where mercy walks the plank,
Life is in mirrors, death disappears
Up the steps into the nearest bank.
Come mothers and fathers
Throughout the land
And don’t criticize
What you can’t understand
Your sons and your daughters
Are beyond your command
Your old road is rapidly agin'.
The whole world's a bottle, And life's but a dram, When the bottle gets empty, It sure ain't worth a damn.
You ain't worth the blood that runs in your veins.
Up on Housing Project Hill, it's either fortune or fame. You must pick one or the other, though neither of them are to be what they claim.
The vagabond who's rapping at your door,
Is standing in the clothes that you once wore.
Oh, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free.
She knows too much to argue or to judge.
The ghost of 'lectricity howls in the bones of her face.
Darkness at the break of noon
Shadows even the silver spoon
The hand made blade, the child's balloon,
Eclipses both the sun and moon
To understand you know too soon
There is no sense in trying.
If there's anyone who knows, is there anyone who cares?
Beauty walks a razor's edge, someday I'll make it mine.
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