This is still one of my favourite lyrics - some much wisdom in the lyric - so zen like. So many excellent lines -
"There's no one to beat you, no one to defeat you, cept the thoughts of yourself feeling bad" Even Dylan doesn't come up with lyrics like this anymore. No need for comment or interpretation - just read the lyric and let it permeate. If there could only be half a dozen songs in the world, that would have to be one. It's totally brilliant! I'd swop the poetry of the world for that lyric!
"To Ramona"
Ramona, come closer
Shut softly your
watery eyes
The pangs of your sadness
Will pass as your senses will
rise
The flowers of the city
Though breathlike, get deathlike at
times
And there's no use in tryin'
To deal with the dyin'
Though I
cannot explain that in lines.
Your cracked country lips
I still wish
to kiss
As to be by the strength of you skin
Your magnetic
movements
Still capture the minutes I'm in
But it grieves my heart,
love
To see you tryin' to be a part of
A world that just don't exist It's
all just a dream, babe
A vacuum, a scheme, babe
That sucks you into
feelin' like this.
I can see that your head
Has been twisted and
fed
With worthless foam from the mouth
I can tell you are torn
Between
stayin' and returnin'
Back to the South
You've been fooled into
thinking
That the finishin' end is at hand
Yet there's no one to beat
you
No one to defeat you
'Cept the thoughts of yourself feeling
bad
I've heard you say many times
That you're better 'n no one
And
no one is better 'n you
If you really believe that
You know you have
Nothing to win and nothing to lose
From fixtures and forces and
friends
Your sorrow does stem
That hype you and type you
Making you
feel
That you gotta be just like them.
I'd forever talk to you
But
soon my words
They would turn into a meaningless ring
For deep in my
heart
I know there is no help I can bring
Everything passes
Everything
changes
Just do what you think you should do
And someday, maybe
Who
knows, baby
I'll come and be cryin' to you.
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