i had to rearrange their faces, and give them all another name

ett par bortglömda sommarbilder. längtar ihjäl mig. 

desolation row - bob dylan 
världens finaste sång, och de finaste delarna i den:
-And the only sound that's left
After the ambulances go
Is Cinderella sweeping up
On Desolation Row
- Everybody is making love
Or else expecting rain
-To her, death is quite romantic
She wears an iron vest
Her profession's her religion
Her sin is her lifelessness
And though her eyes are fixed upon
Noah's great rainbow
She spends her time peeking
Into Desolation Row
-Now his nurse, some local loser
She's in charge of the cyanide hole
And she also keeps the cards that read
"Have Mercy on His Soul"
-All these people that you mention
Yes, I know them, they're quite lame
I had to rearrange their faces
And give them all another name

det var allt jag ville säga.

gosekram