:16:02
I'm not sleepy
and there is no place I'm going to
:16:08
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man,
play a song for me
:16:13
In the jingle jangle morning
:16:15
I'll come following you
:16:22
Though I know that evening's empire
:16:26
has returned into sand
:16:29
Vanished from my hand
left me blindly here to stand
:16:33
but still not sleeping
:16:37
My weariness amazes me
:16:40
I'm branded on my feet
:16:43
I have no one to meet
:16:45
And the ancient empty streets
too dead for dreaming
:16:51
When Bob began to ignore topical material,
it bothered me...
:16:55
'cause he wrote such marvelous material,
you know?
:17:00
And suddenly to have stopped that
meant that he was going away...
:17:04
from a political consciousness
that we felt we all had.
:17:08
One can attribute that
as going commercial...
:17:12
as getting away from this,
and that bothered us.
:17:16
Then take me disappearing
:17:19
through the smoke rings of my mind
:17:22
Down the foggy ruins of time
:17:25
far past the frozen leaves
:17:28
The haunted, frightened trees
:17:31
out to the windy beach
:17:33
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow
:17:39
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky
:17:42
with one hand waving free
:17:45
Silhouetted by the sea
:17:47
circled by the circus sands
:17:50
With all memory and fate
:17:53
driven deep beneath the waves
:17:56
Let me forget about today
:17:59
until tomorrow