What's your favorite lyric from a song?

Two from the Queen of Folk - so much talent in one person. Sometimes I wish she’d taken the road of success rather than activism. Still, I think most of what she sought came to be. I certainly hope so.

"Like these flowers at your door and scribbled notes about the war
We’re only saying the time is short and there is work to do
And we’re still marching in the streets with little victories and big defeats"



"Now I see you standing
With brown leaves falling around
And snow in your hair
Now you’re smiling out the window
Of that crummy hotel
Over Washington Square
Our breath comes out white clouds
Mingles and hangs in the air
Speaking strictly for me
We both could have died then and there"

"Woke up on Monday and wrote you a love song, a love song
well the pen stopped and the paper flew out the window
and the notes rang down the road
I don't know where they'll go, get caught in the trees I suppose
ripped apart by the birds and the winter winds whisper good bye to your love..."

"Maybe On Monday" Calexico

WOW!

"Idiot wind
Blowing through the buttons of our coats
Blowing through the letters that we wrote
Idiot wind
Blowing through the dust upon our shelves
We're idiots, babe
It's a wonder we can even feed ourselves"



Dylan's final verse always comes to mind each time some new realisation gradually dawns upon me.

"I was drivin’ home, early Sunday mornin’, through Bakersfield
listenin’ to gospel music on a colored radio station
and the preacher said,
you know, you’ll ALWAYS have the LORD by your side,
I was so pleased to be informed of this,
that I ran twenty red-lights in his honor,

(Thank you Jesus, thank you Lord)

I had arrangements to meet a girl, and I was kind of late...
I thought by the time I got there, she’d be off...
she’d be off with the Nearest truck driver she could find
much to my surprise, there she was, sittin’ in the corner,
little bleary, worse for wear and tear
was the girl... FAR away eyes

chorus
so if you’re dowwwn on your luck
and you can’t quite harmonize
find a girl, with faaar away eyes

and if you’re down right disgusted
and life ain’t worth a dang
get a girl, with faaar away eyes"

Well the preacher kept right on sayin’
that all I had to do
was send ten dollars to the Church of the Sacred Bleeding Heart of Jesus located somewhere in Los Angelis California
and next week they’d say my payer on the RAdio
and all my dreams would COME true

know next week
I got a praaayer
I got a Girrl…
You know what kind of eyes she got?
A Girrl, with far away eyes.

chorus

"Far Away Eyes" Rolling Stones

Enjoy!