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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.

-Bob Dylan

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Then Take Me Disappearin'

Bob Dylan

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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.

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Call Me Any Name You Like I Will Never Deny It.

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I'm Sick Of Giving Creeps Money Off My Soul.

And I'll Stand On The Ocean Until I Start Sinking.

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You Hear A Lot About God These Days: God, The Beneficent; God, The All-great; God, The Almighty; God, The Most Powerful; God, The Giver Of Life; God, The Creator Of Death. I Mean, We're Hearing About God All The Time, So We Better Learn How To Deal With It. But If We Know Anything About God, God Is Arbitrary.

After A While You Earn That Privacy Is Something You Can Sell, But You Can't Buy It Back.

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Don't Get Up Gentlemen. I'm Only Passing Through!

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What Drives Me To You, Drives Me Insane.

Love Is All There Is, It Makes The World Go 'round Love And Only Love, It Can't Be Denied No Matter What You Think About It You Just Won't Be Able To Do Without It Take A Tip From One Who's Tried

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Let The Dead Bury The Dead, Your Time Will Come.

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