Shadows are falling and I been
here all day
It's too hot to sleep and time is
running away
Feel like my soul has turned into
steel
I've still got the scars that the
sun didn't let me heal
There's not even room enough to
be anywhere
It's not dark yet, but it's
getting there
Well my sense of humanity is
going down the drain
Behind every beautiful thing,
there's been some kind of pain
She wrote me a letter and she
wrote it so kind
She put down in writin' what was
in her mind
I just don't see why I should
even care
It's not dark yet, but it's
getting there
Well I been to London and I been
to gay Paree
I followed the river and I got to
the sea
I've been down to the bottom of a
whirlpool of lies
I ain't lookin' for nothin' in
anyone's eyes
Sometimes my burden is more than
I can bear
It's not dark yet, but it's
getting there
I was born here and I'll die
here, against my will
I know it looks like I'm movin'
but I'm standin' still
Every nerve in my body is so
naked and numb
I can't even remember what it was
I came here to get away from
Don't even hear the murmur of a
prayer
It's not dark yet, but it's
getting there.
(Bob Dylan. Time Out of Mind.
Columbia Records, septiembre de 1997)
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