Mr Dylan

Though I know that evenin's empire
has returned into sand,
Vanished from my hand,
Left me blindly here to stand
but still not sleeping.
My weariness amazes me,
I'm branded on my feet,
I have no one to meet
And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming.
...
Then take me disappearin'
through the smoke rings of my mind,
Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves,
The haunted, frightened trees,
out to the windy beach,
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow.
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky
with one hand waving free,
Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands,
With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves,
Let me forget about today until tomorrow.

Mr Tambourine Man