Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind, Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves,… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free, Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Through the mad mystic hammering of the wild ripping hail The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
So happy just to be alive, Underneath the sky of blue, On this new morning, new morning, On this new morning with… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
The tree of life is growing where the spirit never dies, and the bright light of salvation shines in dark and empty… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
How many times must a man look up Before he can see the sky? Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
There's beauty in the silver singing river There's beauty in the sunrise in the sky But none of these and nothing else… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
The hollow horn plays wasted words, proves to warn that he not busy being born is busy dying. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Just a reminder, if you tell anyone about what happened with Jonah last night, I'll destroy all of my writing and never play music… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Little red wagon, little red bike, I ain’t no monkey but I know what I like. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Twenty years of schooling and they put you on the day shift - look out out kid, they keep it all hid — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
The drunken politician leaps upon the street where mothers weep, and the saviors who are fast asleep, they wait for you. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
I gotta friend who spends his life, stabbing my picture with a bowie knife. Dreams of strangling me with a scarf, when my name… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
