Happy Birthday, Bob
Bob Dylan was born today in Duluth, Minnesota, in 1941.
I can’t understand
She let go of my hand
And left me here facing the wall
I’d sure like to know
Why she did go
But I can’t get close to her at all
Though we kissed through the wild blazing nighttime
She said she would never forget
But now morning’s clear
It’s like I ain’t here
She just acts like we never have met
It’s all new to me
Like some mystery
It could even be like a myth
Yet it’s hard to think on
That she’s the same one
That last night I was with
From darkness, dreams are deserted
Am I still dreaming yet?
I wish she’d unlock
Her voice once and talk
’Stead of acting like we never have met
If she ain’t feelin’ well
Then why don’t she tell
’Stead of turnin’ her back to my face?
Without any doubt
She seems too far out
For me to return to her chase
Though the night ran swirling an’ whirling
I remember her whispering yet
But evidently she don’t
And evidently she won’t
She just acts like we never have met
If I didn’t have to guess
I’d gladly confess
To anything I might’ve tried
If I was with her too long
Or have done something wrong
I wish she’d tell me what it is, I’ll run and hide
Though her skirt it swayed as a guitar played
Her mouth was watery and wet
But now something has changed
For she ain’t the same
She just acts like we never have met
I’m leavin’ today
I’ll be on my way
Of this I can’t say very much
But if you want me to
I can be just like you
An’ pretend that we never have touched
And if anybody asks me
“Is it easy to forget?”
I’ll say, “It’s easily done
You just pick anyone
An’ pretend that you never have met!”
Labels: birthdays, entertainment, poetry
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