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2001-06-17��hey, mr. tambourine man.
I haven't updated in a while, but if you want to know what I've been thinking about, check out my LiveJournal. Please. Hahahaha. I am planning to write a big old rant eventually about one of my favorite subjects, but that might not be for a while. My mind has been changing a lot in the past week, but this'll be one of my old pet peeves. In the meanwhile, check out my favorite Dylan song. Someone told me it was probably about a dealer and that about broke my heart, so let's pretend it's about music makers in the literal sense, shall we? Good. Mr. Tambourine Man - Bob Dylan Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, Though I know that evenin's empire has returned into sand, Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship, Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, Though you might hear laughin', spinnin', swingin' madly across the sun, Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind, Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, Copyright � 1964; renewed 1992 Special Rider Music
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.
Vanished from my hand,
Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping.
My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet,
I have no one to meet
And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming.
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.
My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip,
My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels
To be wanderin'.
I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade
Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way,
I promise to go under it.
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.
It's not aimed at anyone, it's just escapin' on the run
And but for the sky there are no fences facin'.
And if you hear vague traces of skippin' reels of rhyme
To your tambourine in time, it's just a ragged clown behind,
I wouldn't pay it any mind, it's just a shadow you're
Seein' that he's chasing.
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.
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.
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.