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"visions of johanna" by bob dylan Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're tryin' to be so quiet? We sit here stranded, though we're all doin' our best to deny it And Louise holds a handful of rain, temptin' you to defy it Lights flicker from the opposite loft In this room the heat pipes just cough The country music station plays soft But there's nothing, really nothing to turn off Just Louise and her lover so entwined And these visions of Johanna that conquer my mind In the empty lot where the ladies play blindman's bluff with the key chain And the all-night girls they whisper of escapades out on the "D" train We can hear the night watchman click his flashlight Ask himself if it's him or them that's really insane Louise, she's all right, she's just near She's delicate and seems like the mirror But she just makes it all too concise and too clear That Johanna's not here The ghost of 'lectricity howls in the bones of her face Where these visions of Johanna have now taken my place Now, little boy lost, he takes himself so seriously He brags of his misery, he likes to live dangerously And when bringing her name up He speaks of a farewell kiss to me He's sure got a lotta gall to be so useless and all Muttering small talk at the wall while I'm in the hall How can I explain? Oh, it's so hard to get on And these visions of Johanna, they kept me up past the dawn Inside the museums, Infinity goes up on trial Voices echo this is what salvation must be like after a while But Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues You can tell by the way she smiles See the primitive wallflower freeze When the jelly-faced women all sneeze Hear the one with the mustache say, "Jeeze I can't find my knees" Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule But these visions of Johanna, they make it all seem so cruel The peddler now speaks to the countess who's pretending to care for him Sayin', "Name me someone that's not a parasite and I'll go out and say a prayer for him" But like Louise always says "Ya can't look at much, can ya man?" As she, herself, prepares for him And Madonna, she still has not showed We see this empty cage now corrode Where her cape of the stage once had flowed The fiddler, he now steps to the road He writes ev'rything's been returned which was owed On the back of the fish truck that loads While my conscience explodes The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain And these visions of Johanna are now all that remain i'm a bling whore :/

"i don't believe you (she acts like we never have met)" by bob dylan I can't understand, She let go of my hand An' left me here facing the wall. I'd sure like t' know Why she did go, But I can't get close t' her at all. Though we kissed through the wild blazing nighttime, She said she would never forget. But now mornin's clear, It's like I ain't here, She just acts like we never have met. It's all new t' me, Like some mystery, It could even be like a myth. Yet it's hard t' think on, That she's the same one That last night I was with. From darkness, dreams're deserted, Am I still dreamin' yet? I wish she'd unlock Her voice once an' 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 t' my face? Without any doubt, She seems too far out For me t' return t' her chase. Though the night ran swirling an' whirling, I remember her whispering yet. But evidently she don't An' evidently she won't, She just acts like we never have met. If I didn't have t' guess, I'd gladly confess T' anything I might've tried. If I was with 'er too long Or have done something wrong, I wish she'd tell me what it is, I'll run an' 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. An' 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!"

bob dylan - song to woody

i still love teh danielle. and teh bob. and joan. and and and. coldplay.

"there but for fortune" by phil ochs Show me a prison, show me a jail Show me a pris'ner whose face has grown pale And I'll show you a young man With many reasons why There but for fortune, go you or I Show me an alley, show me a train Show me a hobo who sleeps out in the rain And I'll show you a young man With many reasons why There but for fortune, go you or I Show me the whiskey stains on the floor Show me a drunk as he stumbles out the door And I'll show you a young man With many reasons why There but for fortune, go you or I Show me a country where the bombs had to fall Show me the ruins of buildings so tall And I'll show you a young land With many reasons why There but for fortune, go you or I You or I

I LOVE TEH DANIELLE. :kiss:

SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO... BACK ON TOPIC!

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FINE! :lol:

OOPS WRONG BAND :lol:

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oh man. i'm so scared to start reading my emails. 600+ and i have a feeling they'll be long and thought-provoking. i feel tired already.

i don't know! i couldn't really ask her about it since he was right there, but that's what it sounded like. we spammed eachother with sound files and animations and i spammed her with pictures of jonny's crotch and then left for seriously like a minute and when i came back she'd left. i'm not going to sign on, even though i'm REALLY FUCKING BORED. i don't want to take you away from your work. WE HAVE TO WATCH THE DVD TOMORROW. i haven't watched it in like... days!

i dance around the house pretending to be ani difranco, but our guitars are not alike in any way. i'm just a sad person. :(

radiohead - street spirit (fade out)