Tuesday 24 January 2012

Dylan























I'd say that I'm a gambler 
A misled midnight rambler 
A man of flaming visions 
Fleeting thoughts... 

With heart as pure as vodka 
I'd let you be my lodger 

Forgive my indecision's
Bleeding warts... 

Some claim that I'm preacher 
A backstreet bongo's teacher 

Some say that I'm the devil in disguise... 

But brother I beseech you 
Don't let your questions eat you 
And always keep the sunshine in your eyes.



I'd say I was a watcher 
A sometime psychic doctor 
Prescribing rhyming couplets 
to the brave 

I'd change my name to Roger 
Buy whores and helicopters 
But they won't let me in 
Unless I shave 

Some think that I'm mistaken 
The last of Gods forsaken 

Some say that I'm a man to be despised...

But sister I impeach you 
Don't let the world defeat you 
And always keep the sunshine in your eyes. 



I'd say I was a lover 
A one who needs an other 
A carefree drunken dreamer 
Restless soul 

I keep it undercover 
So you won't tell your mother 
And she won't look to me 
To fill her hole 

Some swear that I'm a liar 
A makeshift mock messiah 

Some say that I'm a victim of my lies... 

But turn on and I'll  teach you 
As swirling smoke unseats you 
and daylight splits the rolling thunder skies 

Don't let the bastards beat you 
Don't let the Gods mistreat you 
And always keep the sunshine in your eyes.



Copyright ©2005 Lee Cassanell



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