Shelter From the Storm
Bob Dylan / Bob Dylan: The Essential Bob Dylan (2000)
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| 'Twas in another | life time, | One of toil and | blood. |
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When blackness was a | virtue - And the | road was full of mud. |
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| I came in from the | wilderness, A | creature void of form. |
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"Come | in" she said, "I'll | give you - | Shelter from the | storm | ." | | | | |
And if I pass this way again, You can rest assured: | |
I'll always do my best for her - On that I give my word. | |
In a world of steel eyed death and men - Who are fighting to be warm: | |
"Come in" she said, "I'll give you - Shelter from the storm." | |
Not a word was spoke between us, There was little risk involved. | |
Everything up to that point - Had been left unresolved. | |
Try imagining a place - Where it's always safe and warm: | |
"Come in" she said, "I'll give you - Shelter from the storm." | |
I was burned out from exhaustion - Buried in the hail. | |
Poisoned in the bushes - And blown out on the trail. | |
Hunted like a crocodile, Ravaged in the corn: | |
"Come in" she said, "I'll give you - Shelter from the storm." | |
Suddenly I turned around - And she was standing there, | |
With silver bracelets on her wrists - And flowers in her hair. | |
She walked up to me so gracefully - And took my crown of thorns: | |
"Come in" she said, "I'll give you - Shelter from the storm." | |
Now there's a wall between us - Something has been lost. | |
I took too much for granted - I got my signals crossed. | |
Just to think that all began - On an uneventfull morn': | |
"Come in" she said, "I'll give you - Shelter from the storm." | |
Well the deputy walks on hard nails - And the preacher rides a mount. | |
But nothing really matters, lad, It's doom alone that counts. | |
And the one-eyed undertaker - He blows a futile horn: | |
"Come in" she said, "I'll give you - Shelter from the storm." | |
I've heard newborn babies wailin' - Like a mornin' dove. | |
And old men with broken teeth - Stranded without love. | |
Do I understand your question, man, Is it hopeless and forlorn: | |
"Come in" she said, "I'll give you - Shelter from the storm." | |
In a little hill top village - They gambled for my clothes, | |
I bargained for salvation - And she gave me a leathal dose. | |
I offered up my innocence - And got repaid with scorn: | |
"Come in" she said, "I'll give you - Shelter from the storm." | |
Well I'm livin' in a foreign country, But I'm bound to cross the line. | |
Beauty walks a razors edge, Someday I'll make it mine. | |
If I could only turn the clock back - To when God and her were born: | |
"Come in" she said, "I'll give you - Shelter from the storm." | |
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