I posted before a single line or two of lyrics previously, but realized that does not encapsulate the real meaning and nuances of the sung poetry, so I will add a few more lines to give context.
Dylan, Tempest, 2012 original material, song #3, "Narrow Way"
"I've got a heavy stacked woman, with a smile on her face
And she has crowned, my soul with grace
I'm still hurting from an arrow, that pierced my chest
I'm gonna have to take my head, and bury it between your breasts
It's a long road, it's a long and narrow way"
Dylan, Tempest, 2012 original material, song #3, "Narrow Way"
"I've got a heavy stacked woman, with a smile on her face
And she has crowned, my soul with grace
I'm still hurting from an arrow, that pierced my chest
I'm gonna have to take my head, and bury it between your breasts
It's a long road, it's a long and narrow way"