Bob Dylan - Love Sick
randon thoughts No Comments »I’m walking through streets that are dead
Walking, walking with you in my head
My feet are so tired, my brain is so wired
And the clouds are weeping
Did I hear someone tell a lie?
Did I hear someone’s distant cry?
I spoke like a child; you destroyed me with a smile
While I was sleeping
I’m sick of love but I’m in the thick of it
This kind of love I’m so sick of it
I see, I see lovers in the meadow
I see, I see silhouettes in the window
I watch them ’til they’re gone and they leave me hanging on
To a shadow
I’m sick of love; I hear the clock tick
This kind of love; I’m love sick
Sometimes the silence can be like the thunder
Sometimes I wanna take to the road and plunder
Could you ever be true?
I think of you
And I wonder
I’m sick of love; I wish I’d never met you
I’m sick of love; I’m trying to forget you
Just don’t know what to do
I’d give anything to
Be with you
How can you not just sit back and reminisce on life while listning to this song. The pain, lessons learned, yes even happiness comes flowing into me as I listen to this song. I’m definetely a late bloomer when it comes to listening to Dylan. I’ve downloaded his album “Modern Times” and it has definetely skyrocketed to the top of my list. Put on my iPod and just drift away…..
I guess today is my turn to just start thinking “What if instead of going there I had gone on a hunch and went elsewhere?” Would my life be better? I’m sure it would be different, but better? I’ll never know. Maybe that’s what’s causing my depression . All of those forks on the road of life, what if I had gone left just one more time? I’ll never know.