138 ordspråk av Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
Take care of all your memories. For you cannot relive them.
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The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, The answer is blowin' in the wind
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The beginning was there in Minnesota. But that was the beginning before the beginning. I don't know how I come to songs. I just go ahead and do it. I'm just sort of trying to find a place to pound my nails.
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The city is one very long poem. A lazy rhythm looms in the dreamy air and the atmosphere pulsates with bygone duels, past-life romance... The devil comes here and sighs... Somebody puts something in front of you here and you might as well drink it.
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The ghost of electricity howls in the bones of her face.
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The Johnny Cash Show
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The radio makes hideous sounds.
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There is nothing so stable as change.
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There's beauty in the silver singing river, There's beauty in the sunrise in the sky, But none of these and nothing else can match the beauty, That I remember in my true love's eyes
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This land is your land and this land is my land, sure, but the world is run by those that never listen to music anyway.
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To bed at night and in between does what he wants to do.
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To live outside the law, you must be honest.
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to plant a flag in the sand.
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Twenty years of schoolin' / And they put you on the day shift.
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Up on Housing Project Hill It's either fortune or fame You must pick one or the other Though neither of them are to be what they claim
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