Capo II
Shelter From the Storm
Bob Dylan / Bob Dylan: The Essential Bob Dylan (2000)
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'Twas in another | life time, | One of toil and | blood. |
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When blackness was a | virtue - And the | road was full of mud. |
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I came in from the | wilderness, A | creature void of form. |
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"Come | in" she said, "I'll | give you - | Shelter from the | storm | ." |
And if I pass this way again, You can rest assured: |
I'll always do my best for her - On that I give my word. |
In a world of steel eyed death and men - Who are fighting to be warm: |
"Come in" she said, "I'll give you - Shelter from the storm." |
Not a word was spoke between us, There was little risk involved. |
Everything up to that point - Had been left unresolved. |
Try imagining a place - Where it's always safe and warm: |
"Come in" she said, "I'll give you - Shelter from the storm." |
I was burned out from exhaustion - Buried in the hail. |
Poisoned in the bushes - And blown out on the trail. |
Hunted like a crocodile, Ravaged in the corn: |
"Come in" she said, "I'll give you - Shelter from the storm." |
Suddenly I turned around - And she was standing there, |
With silver bracelets on her wrists - And flowers in her hair. |
She walked up to me so gracefully - And took my crown of thorns: |
"Come in" she said, "I'll give you - Shelter from the storm." |
Now there's a wall between us - Something has been lost. |
I took too much for granted - I got my signals crossed. |
Just to think that all began - On an uneventfull morn': |
"Come in" she said, "I'll give you - Shelter from the storm." |
Well the deputy walks on hard nails - And the preacher rides a mount. |
But nothing really matters, lad, It's doom alone that counts. |
And the one-eyed undertaker - He blows a futile horn: |
"Come in" she said, "I'll give you - Shelter from the storm." |
I've heard newborn babies wailin' - Like a mornin' dove. |
And old men with broken teeth - Stranded without love. |
Do I understand your question, man, Is it hopeless and forlorn: |
"Come in" she said, "I'll give you - Shelter from the storm." |
In a little hill top village - They gambled for my clothes, |
I bargained for salvation - And she gave me a leathal dose. |
I offered up my innocence - And got repaid with scorn: |
"Come in" she said, "I'll give you - Shelter from the storm." |
Well I'm livin' in a foreign country, But I'm bound to cross the line. |
Beauty walks a razors edge, Someday I'll make it mine. |
If I could only turn the clock back - To when God and her were born: |
"Come in" she said, "I'll give you - Shelter from the storm." |