Bob Dylan

Visions of Johanna

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Aint it just like the night to play tricks when youre tryin to be so quiet? We sit here stranded, though were all doin our best to deny itAnd louise holds a handful of rain, temptin you to defy itLights flicker from the opposite loftIn this room the heat pipes just coughThe country music station plays softBut theres nothing, really nothing to turn offJust louise and her lover so entwinedAnd these visions of johanna that conquer my mindIn the empty lot where the ladies play blindmans bluff with the key chainAnd the all-night girls they whisper of escapades out on the "d" trainWe can hear the night watchman click his flashlightAsk himself if its him or them thats really insaneLouise, shes all right, shes just nearShes delicate and seems like the mirrorBut she just makes it all too concise and too clearThat johannas not hereThe ghost of lectricity howls in the bones of her faceWhere these visions of johanna have now taken my placeNow, little boy lost, he takes himself so seriouslyHe brags of his misery, he likes to live dangerouslyAnd when bringing her name upHe speaks of a farewell kiss to meHes sure got a lotta gall to be so useless and allMuttering small talk at the wall while Im in the hallHow can I explain? Oh, its so hard to get onAnd these visions of johanna, they kept me up past the dawnInside the museums, infinity goes up on trialVoices echo this is what salvation must be like after a whileBut mona lisa musta had the highway bluesYou can tell by the way she smilesSee the primitive wallflower freezeWhen the jelly-faced women all sneezeHear the one with the mustache say, "jeezeI cant find my knees"Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the muleBut these visions of johanna, they make it all seem so cruelThe peddler now speaks to the countess whos pretending to care for himSayin, "name me someone thats not a parasite and Ill go out and say a prayer for him"But like louise always says"ya cant look at much, can ya man? "As she, herself, prepares for himAnd madonna, she still has not showedWe see this empty cage now corrodeWhere her cape of the stage once had flowedThe fiddler, he now steps to the roadHe writes evrythings been returned which was owedOn the back of the fish truck that loadsWhile my conscience explodesThe harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rainAnd these visions of johanna are now all that remain

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