New Morning

Reality has always had too many heads

The Bootleg Series, Vol 4: Bob Dylan Live 1966

The sky is erupting, I must go where it's quiet.

Saved

Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you.

Dylan & The Dead

Well, I don't have to be no doctor, babe,;
To see that you're madly in love.

Shot of Love

Well the desert is hot, the mountain is cursed,;
Pray that I don't die of thirst,;
Baby, two feet from the well.

The Bootleg Series Vol. 15: Travelin’ Thru, 1967–1969

it is not he or she or them or it;
That you belong to.

Dylan

I'm going back to New York City;
I do believe I've had enough

The Bootleg Series Vol. 17: Fragments – Time Out of Mind Sessions (1996–1997)

Why does he look so righteous while your face is so changed

The Bootleg Series, Vol 6: Bob Dylan Live 1964

And you, you took me in,;
You loved me then;
You didn't waste time.

Biograph

I feel nothing for their game where beauty goes unrecognized

Springtime in New York: The Bootleg Series, Vol. 16 (1980-1985)

I couldn't see where we were goin';
But you said you knew an' I took your word

Infidels

Now at midnight all the agents;
And the superhuman crew;
Come out and round up everyone;
That knows more than they do

The Original Mono Recordings

And the dirt of gossip blows into my face,;
And the dust of rumors covers me.

Real Live

Guess it's too late to say the things to you;
That you needed to hear me say.

Empire Burlesque

I've been walking through the middle of nowhere;
Trying to get to heaven before they close the door

Bob Dylan’s Greatest Hits Volume II

you remind me of something that used to be;
somethin' that crossed over from another century

The Best of the Original Mono Recordings

It was true that in his later years he would not carry a gun;
"I'm around too many children," he'd say, "they should never know of one."

More Blood, More Tracks – The Bootleg Series Vol. 14

False-hearted judges dying in the webs that they spin,;
Only a matter of time 'til night comes steppin' in.

Good as I Been to You

I'm going out of my mind;
With a pain that stops and starts

Bob Dylan

People carry roses Make promises by the hours My love she laughs like the flowers Valentines can't buy her

Together Through Life

My heart's in the Highlands at the break of dawn;
By the beautiful lake of the Black Swan;
Big white clouds, like chariots that swing down low;
Well my heart's in the Highlands;
Only place left to go

Bringing It All Back Home

Some things in life, it gets too late to learn

Fallen Angels

The vagabond who's rapping at your door;
Is standing in the clothes that you once wore.

Tempest

When there is no more,;
You cut to the core;
Quicker than anyone I knew.

Time out of Mind

Oh a false clock tries to tick out my time

Blood on the Tracks

I ain't sayin' you treated me unkind;
You could have done better but I don't mind;
You just kinda wasted my precious time

Nashville Skyline

We're both just one too many mornings;
An' a thousand miles behind.

The Best of Bob Dylan

Oh what dear daughter 'neath the sun;
Would treat a father so,;
To wait upon him hand and foot;
And always tell him, "No"?

The Bootleg Series, Vol 7: No Direction Home

Someday, everything is gonna be smooth like a rhapsody