The Idiot Wind




Now everything's a little upside down,
As a matter of fact the wheels have stopped.
What's good is bad, what's bad is good; you'll find out when you reach the top, you're on the bottom.
I noticed at the ceremony, your corrupt ways had finally made you blind.
The idiot wind blowing like a circle around my skull
From the Grand Coulee Dam to the Capitol
The idiot wind blowing every time you move your teeth
You're an idiot, babe.
It's a wonder that you still know how to breathe.
---Bob Dylan
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1 Comments:
Indeed.
Blood on the Tracks then, Blood Everywhere Now.
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