Idiot Wind - Bob Dylan
    Someone's got it in for me, they're plantin' stories in the press
    Who ever it is i wish they'd cut it out quick but when they will i can only guess
    They say i killed a man named Gray an' took his wife to Italy
    She inherited a million bucks an' when she died it came to me
    I can't help it if i'm lucky.
    People see me all the time, they just can't remember how to act
    Their minds are filled with big ideas, images an' distorted facts
    Even you, yesterday you had to ask me where it was at
    I couldn't believe after all these years you didn't know me any better than that
    Sweet lady.

    Idiot wind blowin' every time you move your mouth
    Blowin' down the back roads headin' south
    Idiot wind blowin' every time you move your teeth
    You're an idiot, babe, its's a wonder that you still know how to breathe.

    I ran into the fortune teller who said, ``Beware of lightnin that might strike!''
    I haven't known peace an' quiet for so long, i can't remember what it's like
    There's a lone soldier on the cross, smoke pourin' out of a box-car door
    You didn't know it, you didn't think it could be done in the final end he won the war
    After losin' every battle.
    I woke up on the roadside, daydreamin about the way things sometimes are
    Visions of your chestnut mare shoot thru my head an' are makin' me see stars
    You hurt the ones that i love best an' cover up the truth with lies
    One day you'll be in the ditch, flies buzzlin' around your eyes
    Blood on your saddle.

    Idiot wind blowin' thru the flowers of your tomb
    Blowin' thru the curtains in your room
    Idiot wind blowin' every time you move your teeth
    You're an idiot, babe, its's a wonder that you still know how to breathe.

    It was gravity which pulled us down an' destiny which broke us apart
    You tamed the lion in my cage but it just wasn't enough to change my heart
    Now everything's a little upside down as a matter of facts the wheels have stopped
    What's good is bad, what's bad is good, you'll find out when you reach the top
    You're on the bottom.
    I noticed at the ceremony your corrupt ways had finally made you blind
    I can't remember your face anymore, your mouth is changed, your eyes don't look into mine
    The priest wore black on the seventh day and sat stone-faced while the buildings burned
    I waited for you on the runnin' boards near the cypress tree while the spring time turned
    Slowly into autumn.

    Idiot wind blowin' like a circle around my skull
    From the Grand Coulee dam to the capitole
    Idiot wind blowin' every time you move your teeth
    You're an idiot, babe, its's a wonder that you still know how to breathe.

    I can't feel you anymore, i can't even touch the books you've read
    Everytime i crawl past your door, i been wishin' i been somebody else instead
    Down the highway, down the tracks, down the road to ecstasy
    I followed you beneath the stars haunted by your memory
    An' all your ragin' glory
    I been double crossed now for the very last time an' now i'm finally free
    I kissed goodbye the howlin' beast on the borderline which separated you from me
    You'll never know the hurt i suffered nor the pain i rise above
    An' i'l never know the same about you, your holiness an' your kind of love
    An' it makes me feel so sorry.

    Idiot wind blowin' thru the buttons of your coats
    Blowin' the letters that we wrote
    Idiot wind blowin' thru the dust upon our shelves
    We're idiots, babe, its's a wonder we can even feed ourselves
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