Bob Dylan - Nine Days
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Bob Dylan Lyrics
Advisory - the following lyrics contain explicit language:
Bobby's in the basement
Making his movie
He paints a little picture
But not to be cheesyHe wants this little girl
To believe in him easy
Bristles to the canvas
Imagining he feels highInspiration of my heart
Search for light out of the dark
All the pictures in my heart
Lie awake there in my fogThis oasis in my arms
I approach it with disarm
Though it might do me some harm
Stop to catch me if I fallBobby's in the basement
Making his music
He never won't stop though
Not to abuse itIf there's some other way
That they only would use it
He lives another day
But they always refuse itLacerations of my heart
Dropped down in pieces in the dark
Mixed the words up on this page
Makes the purple turn to beigeInspiration of my heart
Search for light out of the dark
All the pictures in my heart
Lie awake there in my fogThis oasis in my arms
I approach it with disarm
Though it might do me some harm
Stop to catch me if I fallIt's just like Bob Dylan says
Stop depression of my own
Walk the only road I know
If I am only dreamin'
Then I am not that far from itSow the strength that grows from seeds
Worship creativity
If I am only dreamin' then me an' Bob
Are not that far today
So long as I'm youngBobby's in the basement
Making his musicI search the beaches walk the sand
I cut my feet on broken glass
Strap the sandals on my feet
I'm run down but I still hit the streetInspiration of my heart
Search for light out of the dark
All the pictures in my heart
Lie awake there in my fogIt's just like Bob Dylan says
Stop depression of my own
Walk the only road I know
If I am only dreamin'
Then I am not that far from itSow the strength that grows from seeds
Worship creativity
If I am only dreamin' then me an' Bob
Are not that far today
So long as I'm young
So long as I'm youngBobby's in the basement
Making his movie
He paints a little picture
But not to be cheesyHe wants this little girl
To believe in him easy
Bristles to the canvas
Imagining he feels high, highInspiration of my heart
Desperation of my heart
