歌曲名 Gates Of Eden 歌手名 Bob Dylan

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Of war and peace the truth just twists

Its curfew gull just glides

Upon four legged forest clouds

The cowboy angel rides

With his candle lit into the sun

Though its glow is waxed in black

All except

when neath the trees of eden

The lamppost stands

with folded arms

Its iron claws attached

To curbs neath holes where babies wail

Though it shadows metal badge

All and all can only fall

With a crashing

but meaningless blow

No sound ever comes

from the gates of eden

The sava me soldier

sticks his head in sand

And then complains

Unto the shoeless hunter

whos gone deaf

But still remains

Upon the beach

where hound dogs bay

At ships with tattooed sails

Heading for the gates of eden

With a time rusted compass blade

Aladdin and his lamp

Sits with utopian hermit monks

Side saddle on the golden calf

And on their promises of paradise

You will not hear a laugh

All except inside the gates of eden

Relationships of ownership

They whisper in the wings

To those condemned

to act accordingly

And wait for succeeding kings

And I try to harmonize with songs

The lonesome sparrow sings

There are no kings

inside the gates of eden

The motorcycle black madonna

Two wheeled gypsy queen

And her silver

studded phantom cause

The gray flannel dwarf to scream

As he weeps to wicked birds of prey

Who pick up on his bread crumb sins

And there are no sins

inside the gates of eden

The kingdoms of experience

In the precious wind they rot

While paupers change possessions

Each one wishing

for what the other has got

And the princess and the prince

Discuss whats real and what is not

It doesnt matter

inside the gates of eden

The foreign sun it squints upon

A bed that is never mine

As friends and other strangers

From their fates try to resign

Leaving men wholly totally free

To do anything

they wish to do but die

And there are no trials

inside the gates of eden

At dawn my lover comes to me

And tells me of her dreams

With no attempts

to shovel the glimpse

Into the ditch of

what each one means

At times I think there are no words

But these to tell whats true

And there are no truths

outside the gates of eden