I fought with my twin, that enemy within, 'til both of us fell by the way.
Fallen Angels
The door has closed forevermore
If indeed there ever was a door
Another Side of Bob Dylan
Well, You've done it all and there's no more anyone can pretend to do.; What can I do for You?
The Bootleg Series, Vol. 11: The Basement Tapes RAW
So long, New York.; Howdy, East Orange.
Triplicate
You were snow, you were rain; You were striped, you were plain,;
The Freewheelin’ Bob Dylan
It's all been designed, he said, "To make you lose your mind,; And when you go back to find it, there's nothing there to find."
Before the Flood
Try to be pure at heart, they arrest you for robbery,; Mistake your shyness for aloofness, your shyness for snobbery
Blood on the Tracks
Trees that've stood for a thousand years suddenly will fall.
The Bootleg Series, Vol 7: No Direction Home
I'm in the streets; With the tombstone blues
The Bootleg Series, Vol 9: The Witmark Demos: 1962-1964
There's some people that; You don't forget,; Even though you've only seen'm; One time or two.
Trouble No More – The Bootleg Series Vol. 13 / 1979-1981
Every day of the year's like playin' Russian roulette
The Bootleg Series, Vol 8: Tell Tale Signs
Ring them bells, for the time that flies,; For the child that cries; When innocence dies.
Infidels
And then you told me later, as I apologized; That you were just kiddin' me, you weren't really from the farm
Real Live
But I mean no harm nor put fault, On anyone that lives in a vault, But it's alright, Ma, if I can't please him.
The Basement Tapes
You should be made; To wear earphones
Shadow Kingdom
All the laughter is just making me sad
Blonde on Blonde
Soon as a man is born, you know the sparks begin to fly, He gets wise in his own eyes and he's made to believe a lie.
The Times They Are A-Changin’
You'd better do somethin' quick; She's your lover now.
Slow Train Coming
Gon' walk on down that dirt road 'til I'm right beside the sun
Modern Times
No time to suffer or blink; And no time to think
World Gone Wrong
When my life is over, it'll be like a puff of smoke,; How long must I suffer, Lord, how long must I be provoked?; Satan will give you a little taste, then he'll move in with rapid speed,; Lord keep my blind side covered and see that I don't bleed.
Bob Dylan’s Greatest Hits Volume II
Now you stand here expectin' me to remember somethin' you forgot to say
Dylan & The Dead
I'm hungry and I'm irritable; And I'm tired of this bag of tricks.; At one time there was nothing wrong with me; That you could not fix.
Bob Dylan – The Rolling Thunder Revue: The 1975 Live Recordings
Shall I hold you close?; Or Shall I let you go by?; Tell me.; Tell me.
Planet Waves
The man in me will hide sometimes to keep from bein' seen,; But that's just because he doesn't want to turn into some machine.
Oh Mercy
We heard the Sermon on the Mount and I knew it was too complex,; It didn't amount to anything more than what the broken glass reflects.
Tempest
The pump don't work; 'Cause the vandals took the handles
