Stian Zimmermann Aslaksby
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Stian Zimmermann Aslaksbys eksemplar av Lyrics - 1962-2001
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Boka inneholder alle sangtekstene fra det første albumet, Bob Dylan, til Love and Theft fra 2001.
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Boka inneholder alle sangtekstene fra det første albumet, Bob Dylan, til Love and Theft fra 2001.
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Forlag Simon and Schuster
Utgivelsesår 2004
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ISBN13 9780743228275
EAN 9780743228275
Språk Engelsk
Sider 610
Utgave 1
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Take me disappearing through the smoke rings of my mind
Down the foggy ruins of time
Far past the frozen leaves
The haunted frightened trees
Out to the windy beach
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky
With one hand waving free
Silhouetted by the sea
Circled by the circus sands
With all memory and fate
Driven deep beneath the waves
Let me forget about today until tomorrow
Twilight on the frozen lake
North wind about to break
On footprints in the snow
Silence down below
Time is an ocean but it ends at the shore
City’s just a jungle; more games to play. Trapped in the heart of it, tryin' to get away. I was raised in the country, I been workin’ in the town. I been in trouble ever since I set my suitcase down -- Bob Dylan -Mississippi (1997), vers 2
Through the mad mystic hammering of the wild ripping hail
The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder
That the clinging of the church bells blew far into the breeze
Leaving only bells of lightning and its thunder
I gaze into the doorway of temptation’s angry flame
And every time I pass that way I always hear my name
High water risin’, the shacks are slidin’ down. Folks lose their possessions — folks are leaving town. Bertha Mason shook it — broke it, then she hung it on a wall. Says, "'You’re dancin’ with whom they tell you to or you don’t dance at all." It’s tough out there. High water everywhere.
I got a cravin’ love for blazing speed. Got a hopped-up Mustang Ford. Jump into the wagon, love, throw your panties on the board. I can write you poems, make a strong man lose his mind. I’m no pig without a wig. I hope you treat me kind. Things are breakin’ up out there. High water everywhere. -- Bob Dylan - High Water: For Charlie Patton (2001), vers 2 og 3
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