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"I'm Not There" This dazzling film explores the idea of Bob Dylan, "poet, prophet, outlaw, fake, star of electricity."
  • captcrisis, two songs just to illustrate a point.

    This

    My love she speaks like silence,

    Without ideals or violence,

    She doesn't have to say she's faithful,

    Yet she's true, like ice, like fire.

    People carry roses,

    Make promises by the hours,

    My love she laughs like the flowers,

    Valentines can't buy her.

    In the dime stores and bus stations,

    People talk of situations,

    Read books, repeat quotations,

    Draw conclusions on the wall.

    Some speak of the future,

    My love she speaks softly,

    She knows there's no success like failure

    And that failure's no success at all.

    The cloak and dagger dangles,

    Madams light the candles.

    In ceremonies of the horsemen,

    Even the pawn must hold a grudge.

    Statues made of match sticks,

    Crumble into one another,

    My love winks, she does not bother,

    She knows too much to argue or to judge.

    The bridge at midnight trembles,

    The country doctor rambles,

    Bankers' nieces seek perfection,

    Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring.

    The wind howls like a hammer,

    The night blows cold and rainy,

    My love she's like some raven

    At my window with a broken wing.

    Versus this:

    Well, its one for the money,

    Two for the show,

    Three to get ready,

    Now go, cat, go.

    But dont you step on my blue suede shoes.

    You can do anything but lay off of my blue suede shoes.

    Well, you can knock me down,

    Step in my face,

    Slander my name

    All over the place.

    Do anything that you want to do, but uh-uh,

    Honey, lay off of my shoes

    Dont you step on my blue suede shoes.

    You can do anything but lay off of my blue suede shoes.

    You can burn my house,

    Steal my car,

    Drink my liquor

    From an old fruitjar.

    Do anything that you want to do, but uh-uh,

    Honey, lay off of my shoes

    Dont you step on my blue suede shoes.

    You can do anything but lay off of my blue suede shoes.

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