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From 'Another Side Of Bob Dylan' 1964. Intro: E E D E I once loved a girl, her skin it was bronze. E D With the innocence of a lamb, she was gentle like a fawn. E D I courted her proudly but now she is gone, E Gone as the season she's taken. E D Through young summer's breeze, I stole her away E D From her mother and sister, though close did they stay. E D Each one of them suffering from the failures of their day, E With strings of guilt they tried hard to guide us. E D Of the two sisters, I loved the young. E D With sensitive instincts, she was the creative one. E D The constant scapegoat, she was easily undone E By the jealousy of others around her. E D For her parasite sister, I had no respect, E D Bound by her boredom, her pride to protect. E D Countless visions of the other she'd reflect E As a crutch for her scenes and her society. E D Myself, for what I did, I cannot be excused, E D The changes I was going through can't even be used, E D For the lies that I told her in hopes not to lose E The could-be dream-lover of my lifetime. E D With unknown consciousness, I possessed in my grip E D A magnificent mantelpiece, though its heart being chipped, E D Noticing not that I'd already slipped E To a sin of love's false security. E D From silhouetted anger to manufactured peace, E D Answers of emptiness, voice vacancies, E D Till the tombstones of damage read me no questions but, "Please, E What's wrong and what's exactly the matter?" E D And so it did happen like it could have been foreseen, E D The timeless explosion of fantasy's dream. E D At the peak of the night, the king and the queen E Tumbled all down into pieces. E D "The tragic figure!" her sister did shout, E D "Leave her alone, God damn you, get out!" E D And I in my armor, turning about E And nailing her to the ruins of her pettiness. E D Beneath a bare light bulb the plaster did pound E D Her sister and I in a screaming battleground. E D And she in between, the victim of sound, E Soon shattered as a child 'neath her shadows. E D All is gone, all is gone, admit it, take flight. E D I gagged twice, doubled, tears blinding my sight. E D My mind it was mangled, I ran into the night E Leaving all of love's ashes behind me. E D The wind knocks my window, the room it is wet. E D The words to say I'm sorry, I haven't found yet. E D I think of her often and hope whoever she's met E Will be fully aware of how precious she is. E D Ah, my friends from the prison, they ask unto me, E D "How good, how good does it feel to be free?" E D And I answer them most mysteriously, E "Are birds free from the chains of the skyway?" Enjoy!