Mr. Tambourine Man

Hey! Mister Tambourine Man,
Play a song for me,
I’ m not sleepy an there is no place I’ m goin’ to.
Hey! Mister Tambourine Man,
Play a song for me
In the jingle jangle mornin’ I’ll come follin’ you

Take me on a trip upon your magic swirling ship,
My senses have been stipped,
my hand can’ t feel to grip
My toes to numb to step,
Wait only for my boot heels to be wanderin’
I’ m ready to go anywhere
I’m ready for to fade
Into my own parade,
cast your dancin’ spell
my way I promise to go under it

Though you might hear laughin’ spinnin’
swingin’ madly across the sun
It’s not aimed at anymore,
It’s just escapin’ on the run
And but for the sky there are no fences facin’
And if you hear vague traces
of skippin’ reels of rhyme
To your tambourine in time,
It’s just a ragged clown behind
I wouldn’ t play it any mind,
It’s just a shadow you’ re
Seein’ that he’s chasin’

Then take me disappearin’
Through the smoke rings of my mind
Down the foggy ruins of time,
Far past the frozen leaves
The haunted, frightened trees
Out to the windy beach
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky
With one hand wavin’ free
Silhouetted by the sea,
circled by the circus sands
With all memory and fate
driven deep beneath the waves
Let me forget about today until tomorrow.

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