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Wednesday, November 8, 2023

swans - 1,000 Years


I'll live forever, I'll never be filled
I'll never imagine I can change what I killed
I destroy what I love, I drain what is filled
And I live by the heart of the things I kill

I will be alive for a thousand years
This memory will never leave, this body won't die
This body is a temple stolen from the Lord
I'll walk in his shadow for a thousand years

This is the gift I was given at birth
I'll walk in your shadow for a thousand years
One thousand years

Sunday, October 9, 2011

Bob Dylan - Kingsport Town - Bootleg Series Volume 1

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The winter wind is a blowing strong
My hands have got no gloves
I wish to my soul that I could see
The girl I'm a-thinking of

Don't you remember me babe
I remember you quite well
You caused me to leave old Kingsport Town
With a high sheriff on my trail

High sheriff on my trail, boys
High sheriff on my trail
All because I'm falling for
A curly-headed dark-eyed girl

Who's a-gonna stroke your cold black hair
And sandy colored skin
Who's a-gonna kiss your Menphis lips
When I'm out in the wind
When I'm out in the wind, babe
When I'm out in the wind
Who's a-gonna kiss your Memphis mouth
When I'm out in the wind

Who's a-gonna walk you side by side
And tell you everything's alright
Who's a-gonna sing to you all day long
And not just in the night
Who's a-gonna walk you side by side
Who's a-gonna be your man
Who's a-gonna look you straight in the eye
And hold your bad luck hand

Hold your bad luck hand, babe
Hold your bad luck hand
Who's a-gonna hold your hard luck hand
And who's a-gonna be your man

The winter wind is a blowing strong
My hands have got no gloves
I wish to my soul I could see
The girl I'm a-thinking of.

Copyright © 1991 by Special Rider Music

 

Saturday, May 7, 2011

Woody Guthrie - Ezekiel Saw The Wheel

Ezekiel saw that wheel
Way up in the middle of the air
Ezekiel saw that wheel whirling
Way up in the middle of the air
Now the little wheel runs by faith
And the big wheel runs by the grace of God
And a wheel in a wheel whirling
Way up in the middle of the air

Tell you what a hypocrite he will do
(Way up in the middle of the air)
He'll talk about me and he'll talk about you
(Way up in the middle of the air)

Brothers and sisters tell you what you gotta do
Way up in the middle of the air
Join about union two by two
Way up in the middle of the air

Tell you what a bootlegger he will do
Way up in the middle of the air
Sell you liquor and liquor with fruit
Way up in the middle of the air

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Saturday, March 26, 2011

Bob Dylan - Series Of Dreams

I was thinking of a series of dreams
Where nothing comes up to the top.
Everything stays down where it's wounded
And comes to a permanent stop.
Wasn't thinking of anything specific,
Like in a dream, when someone wakes up and screams.
Nothing truly very scientific,
Just thinking of a series of dreams.

Thinking of a series of dream,
Where the middle and the bottom drop out,
And you walkin' out of the darkness,
And into the shadows of doubt,
Wasn't going to any get troubled
You believe in it's whatever it seemed
Nothing to heavy to buzz the bubble

Thinking of a series of dreams
Where the time and the tempo drag,
And there's no exit in any direction
'Cept the one that you can't see with your eyes.
Wasn't making any great connections,
Wasn't falling for any intricate schemes.
Nothing that would pass inspection,
Just thinking of a series of dreams.

Dreams where the umbrella is folded,
And into the path you are hurled,
And the cards are no good that you're holding
Unless they're from another world.

In one, the surface was frozen.
In another, I witnessed a crime.
In one, I was running, and in another
All I seemed to be doing was climb
Wasn't looking for any special assistance,
Not going to any great extremes.
I'd already gone the distance,
Just thinking of a series of dreams.

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Cat Power - Kingsport Town (Bob Dylan Cover)

Who's a-gonna stroke your coal-black hair
And sandy-colored skin
Who's a-gonna kiss your Memphis lips
When I'm out in the wind
When I'm out in the wind, babe
When I'm out in the wind
Who's a-gonna kiss your Memphis mouth
When I'm out in the wind

Who's a-gonna walk you side by side
And tell you everything's alright
Who's a-gonna sing to you all day long
And not just in the night
Who's a-gonna walk you side by side
Who's a-gonna be your man
Who's a-gonna look you straight in the eye
And hold your bad luck hand

Hold your bad luck hand, babe
Hold your bad luck hand
Who's a-gonna hold your hard luck hand
And who's a-gonna be your man

The winter wind is a blowing strong
My hands have got no gloves
I wish to my soul I could see
The girl I'm a-thinking of.

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