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Standing in the Doorway I'm walkin' through the summer nights The jukebox playing low Yesterday everything was goin' too fast Today it's movin' too slow I got no place left to turn I got nothin' left to burn Don't know if I saw you if I would kiss you or kill you It probably wouldn't matter to you anyhow You left me standing in the doorway cryin' I got nothin' to go back to now The light in this place is so bad Makin' me sick in the head All the laughter is just makin' me sad The stars have turned cherry red I'm strummin' on my gay guitar Smokin' a cheap cigar The ghost of our old love has not gone away Don't look it like it will anytime soon You left me standin' in the doorway cryin' Under the midnight moon Maybe they'll get me and maybe they won't But not tonight and it won't be here There are things I could say, but I don't I know the mercy of God must be near I been ridin a midnight train Got ice water in my veins I would be crazy if I took you back It would go up against every rule You left me standin' in the doorway cryin' Sufferin' like a fool When the last rays of daylight go down Buddy, you're old no more I can hear the church bells ringin' in the yard I wonder who they're ringin' for? I know I can't win But my heart just won't give in Last night I danced with a stranger But she just reminded me you were the one You left me standin' in the doorway cryin' In the dark land of the sun I eat when I'm hungry, drink when I'm dry And live my life on the square And even if the flesh falls off of my face I know someone will be there to care It always means so much Even the softest touch I see nothing to be gained by any explanation There's no words that need to be said You left me standin' in the doorway cryin' Blues wrapped around my head Lyrics By Bob Dylan https://vimeo.com/322650734  "Men need to hunt. She obviously understands this. She’s offering herself as prey. Not easy prey. But willing.” |
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Dylan did have that way with beautiful words....
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Tristesse. With lyrics like these it's not hard to understand why Dylan was the first songwriter to win the Nobel Prize for Literature. It is a little hard to understand what took them so long... but better late than never.  x0 ~M "Men need to hunt. She obviously understands this. She’s offering herself as prey. Not easy prey. But willing.”
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Tristesse. With lyrics like these it's not hard to understand why Dylan was the first songwriter to win the Nobel Prize for Literature. It is a little hard to understand what took them so long... but better late than never.
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Great pic and pick
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And again I prey that I find you
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Dylan, good choice sweetie
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Always liked Dylan !
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Sharing these lyrics with a friend here. You know who You are. "Men need to hunt. She obviously understands this. She’s offering herself as prey. Not easy prey. But willing.”
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