stuck inside a mobile

Now the rainman gave me two cures

Then he said, “Jump right in”

The one was Texas medicine

The other was just railroad gin

An’ like a fool I mixed them

An’ it strangled up my mind

An’ now people just get uglier

An’ I have no sense of time

Oh, Mama, can this really be the end

To be stuck inside of Mobile

With the Memphis blues again.

ramona

" The flowers of the city

though breathlike, get deathlike at times.

And there's no use in tryin'

t' deal with the dyin',

though I cannot explain that in lines.

Your cracked country lips,

I still wish to kiss,

as to be under the strength of your skin.

Your magnetic movements

still capture the minutes I'm in. "

bobby should have won the noble prize for literature, not some no-name loser. viva la dylan !

no direction home

How does it feel

How does it feel

To be on your own

With no direction home

Like a complete unknown

Like a rolling stone ?