Restless Farewell

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NOT DARK YET

Shadows are falling and I've been here all day
It's too hot to sleep, time is running away
Feel like my soul has turned into steel
I've still got the scars that the sun didn't 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 has gone down the drain
Behind every beautiful thing there's been some kind of pain
...
...
I just don't see why I should even care
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there

Well, I've been to London and I've been to gay Paree
I've followed the river and I got to the sea
I've been down on the bottom of a world full of lies
I ain't looking for nothing in anyone's eyes
Sometimes my burden seems 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 moving, but I'm standing still
Every nerve in my body is so vacant and numb
I can't even remember what it was I came here to get away from
Don't even hear a murmur of a prayer
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there.


This, to my mind, is awesome - The One and Only - Bob Dylan

-- Anonymous, February 14, 2002

Answers

I'm just trying to work out which one of you is on drugs Sid ...

;O))

-- Anonymous, February 14, 2002


Footbaal and Bob Dylan god I love this place! I'm not too familiar with that'un but I've been playing Dylan songs on the old banjo for years. Pretty Boy Floyd the outlaw is my favourite at the moment.

-- Anonymous, February 15, 2002

The light nights are coming back now tho'.

So who's restless farewell is it anyway?

I've been down on the bottom of a world full of lies He's talking about Jarrow here isn't he?

-- Anonymous, February 15, 2002


Nowt wrang with Jarra at least its mostly makem free, bar the twat Steve Cram.

-- Anonymous, February 15, 2002

Perhaps he meant "a world full of flies" that would get on your nerves!

-- Anonymous, February 16, 2002


SidArthur - Bob Dylan never came close to defining a single solution to any of his fellow man's complicated problems, real or imagined. He wrote popular songs, and the answer my friend is not simply blowing in the wind.

If I was a poet, I'd find a real neat way of telling you to listen to close friends when they tell you problems are finite and soluble, if shared; that they care, deeply; and that you can indeed emerge from your dark tunnel, back into the daylight. Life is very precious, my friend.

Then take me disappearing
through the smoke-rings of my mind,
down the foggy ruins of time
far past the frozen leaves
the haunted frightened trees
out to the windy beach
far from the twisted reach;
a crazy sorrow.

Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky
with one hand waving free
silhouetted by the sea
circled by the circus sands,
with all memories and fate
driven deep beneath the waves
let me forget about today, until tomorrow.

-- Anonymous, February 16, 2002


My word Clarky - your break obviously was truly refreshing! (:o)

-- Anonymous, February 17, 2002

Well, my break was indeed refreshing Galaxy. However, I should really have credited the prose in my earlier post to the author - also one Robert Dylan, from Tambourine Man. As I suggested, ".... if I was a poet ..."

-- Anonymous, February 17, 2002

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