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Letra de Bob Dylan (Album Version)

Bobby's in the basement making his movie He paints a little picture but not to be cheesy He wants this little girl to believe in him easy Bristles to the canvas imagining he feels high, mmmInspiration of my heart search for light out of the dark All the pictures in my heart lie awake there in my fog This oasis in my arms I approach it with disarm Though it might do me some harm stop to catch me if I fallBobby's in the basement making his music He never won't stop though not to abuse it If there's some other way that they only would use it He lives another day but they always refuse itLacerations of my heart Dropped down in pieces in the dark Mixed the words up on this page Makes the purple turn to beigeInspiration of my heart search for light out of the dark All the pictures in my heart lie awake there in my fog This oasis in my arms I approach it with disarm Though it might do me some harm So stop to catch me if I fallIt's just like Bob Dylan says...Stop depression of my own walk the only road I know If I am only dreamin' then I am not that far from it Sow the strength that grows from seeds worship creativity If I am only dreamin' then me an' Bob are not that far today So long as I'm young Bobby's in the basement making his musicI search the beaches walk the sand I cut my feet on broken glass Strap the sandals on my feet I'm run down but I still hit the streetInspiration of my heart search for light out of the dark All the pictures in my heart lie awake there in my fogIt's just like Bob Dylan says...Stop depression of my own walk the only road I know If I am only dreamin' then I am not that far from it Sow the strength that grows from seeds worship creativity If I am only dreamin' then me an' Bob are not that far today So long as I'm young So long as I'm young, mmmBobby's in the basement making his movie He paints a little picture but not to be cheesy He wants this little girl to believe in him easy Bristles to the canvas imagining he feels high, high Inspiration of my heart Desperation of my heart, mmm, mmm