To Ramona ((Another Side Of Bob Dylan, 1964 Columbia)) Bob Dylan
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Your cracked country lips I still wish to kiss, as to be by the strength of your skin.
Your magnetic movements still capture the minutes I'm in.
But it grieves my heart love to see you trying to be a part of a world that just don't exsist.
It's all just a dream babe, a vacum a scheme babe.
That sucks you into feeling 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 staying and returning on back to the south.
You've been fooled into thinking that the finishing 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 your better than no one and no one is better than 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 makin' you feel
That you gotta be just like them.
I'd forever talk to you but soon my words would turn into a meaningless ring.
For deep in my heart I know theres no help I can bring.
Everything passes, everythingchanges, just do what you think you should do.
And someday maybe, who knows baby.
I'll come and be crying to you.
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Your cracked country lips I still wish to kiss, as to be by the strength of your skin.
Your magnetic movements still capture the minutes I'm in.
But it grieves my heart love to see you trying to be a part of a world that just don't exsist.
It's all just a dream babe, a vacum a scheme babe.
That sucks you into feeling 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 staying and returning on back to the south.
You've been fooled into thinking that the finishing 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 your better than no one and no one is better than 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 makin' you feel
That you gotta be just like them.
I'd forever talk to you but soon my words would turn into a meaningless ring.
For deep in my heart I know theres no help I can bring.
Everything passes, everythingchanges, just do what you think you should do.
And someday maybe, who knows baby.
I'll come and be crying to you.