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Tangled up in blue

opeluna1 on 5. Nov, 2011 — Lang: No text

Tangled up in blue
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    We all have that someone in the back of our minds..don't we...
    I hope it fills the expectations....

    Early one mornin' the sun was shinin'
    I was layin' in bed
    Wond'rin' if she'd changed at all
    If her hair was still red
    Her folks they said our lives together
    Sure was gonna be rough
    They never did like Mama's homemade dress
    Papa's bankbook wasn't big enough
    And I was standin' on the side of the road
    Rain fallin' on my shoes
    Heading out for the East Coast
    Lord knows I've paid some dues gettin' through
    Tangled up in blue

    She was married when we first met
    Soon to be divorced
    I helped her out of a jam, I guess
    But I used a little too much force
    We drove that car as far as we could
    Abandoned it out West
    Split up on a dark sad night
    Both agreeing it was best
    She turned around to look at me
    As I was walkin' away
    I heard her say over my shoulder
    "We'll meet again someday on the avenue"
    Tangled up in blue

    I had a job in the great north woods
    Working as a cook for a spell
    But I never did like it all that much
    And one day the ax just fell
    So I drifted down to New Orleans
    Where I happened to be employed
    Workin' for a while on a fishin' boat
    Right outside of Delacroix
    But all the while I was alone
    The past was close behind
    I seen a lot of women
    But she never escaped my mind, and I just grew
    Tangled up in blue

    She was workin' in a topless place
    And I stopped in for a beer
    I just kept lookin' at the side of her face
    In the spotlight so clear
    And later on as the crowd thinned out
    I's just about to do the same
    She was standing there in back of my chair
    Said to me, "Don't I know your name?"
    I muttered somethin' underneath my breath
    She studied the lines on my face
    I must admit I felt a little uneasy
    When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe
    Tangled up in blue

    She lit a burner on the stove
    And offered me a pipe
    "I thought you'd never say hello," she said
    "You look like the silent type"
    Then she opened up a book of poems
    And handed it to me
    Written by an Italian poet
    From the thirteenth century
    And every one of them words rang true
    And glowed like burnin' coal
    Pourin' off of every page
    Like it was written in my soul from me to you
    Tangled up in blue

    I lived with them on Montague Street
    In a basement down the stairs
    There was music in the cafés at night
    And revolution in the air
    Then he started into dealing with slaves
    And something inside of him died
    She had to sell everything she owned
    And froze up inside
    And when finally the bottom fell out
    I became withdrawn
    The only thing I knew how to do
    Was to keep on keepin' on like a bird that flew
    Tangled up in blue

    So now I'm goin' back again
    I got to get to her somehow
    All the people we used to know
    They're an illusion to me now
    Some are mathematicians
    Some are carpenters' wives
    Don't know how it all got started
    I don't know what they're doin' with their lives
    But me, I'm still on the road
    Headin' for another joint
    We always did feel the same
    We just saw it from a different point of view
    Tangled up in blue

    This strip is a reply to With the breeze..., Do you realize, Zoltar Ecstasy, ghostly image of a lost soul..., Corn
    opeluna1, music, bob dylan
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