WRITTEN BY BOB DYLAN- WENT TO # 30 IN 1967. LYRICS: Crimson flames tied through my ears Throwin high and mighty traps Countless fire and flaming road Using ideas as my maps Well meet on edges, soon, said I Proud neath heated brow. Ah, but I was so much older then, Im younger than that now. Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth Rip down all hate, I screamed Lies that life is black and white Spoke from my skull, I dreamed Romantic flanks of musketeers Foundation deep, somehow. Ah, but I was so much older then, Im younger than that now. In a soldiers stance, I aimed my hand At the mongrel dogs who teach Fearing not Id become my enemy In the instant that I preach My pathway led by confusion boats Mutiny from stern to bow. Ah, but I was so much older then, Im younger than that now. (guitar solo) Ah, but I was so much older then, Im younger than that now My guard stood hard when abstract threats Too noble to neglect Deceived me into thinking I had something to protect Good and bad, I define these terms Quite clear, no doubt, somehow. Ah, but I was so much older then, Im younger than that now. https://youtube/watch?v=3FUGzwUTN80
Posted on: Wed, 25 Jun 2014 06:59:09 +0000
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