BOB DYLAN MY BACK PAGES Crimson flames tied through my ears Rollin high and mighty traps Pounced with fire on flaming roads Using ideas as my maps Well meet on edges soon said I Proud neath heated brow Ahh, 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 facts of musketeers Foundationed deep somehow Ahh, but I was so much older then Im younger than that now Girls faces formed the forward path From phony jealousy To memorizing politics Of ancient history Flung down by corpse evangelists Unthought of, though somehow Ahh, but I was so much older then Im younger than that now A self-ordained professors tongue Too serious to fool Spouted out that liberty Is just equality in school Equality, I spoke the word As if a wedding vow Ahh, 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 that Id become my enemy In the instant that I preach My existence led by confusion boats Mutiny from stern to bow Ahh, but I was so much older then Im younger than that now Yes, 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 Ahh, but I was so much older then Im younger than that now
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