Shelter From the Storm - Bob Dylan
    'Twas in another life time, one of toil and blood

    When blackness was a virtue, the road was full of mud
    I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form.
    "Come in" she said, "I'll give ya shelter from the storm."

    And if I pass this way again, you can rest assured,
    I'll always do my best for her on that I give my word.
    In a world of steel eyed death and men fighting to be warm,
    Come in she said, I'll give you shelter from the storm.

    Not a word was spoke between us, there was little risk involved.
    everything up to that point had been left unresolved.
    Try imagining a place where it's always safe and warm
    Come in she said I'll give you shelter from the storm.

    I was burned out from exhaustion, buried in the hail.
    Poisoned in the bushes and blown out on the trail
    Hunted like a crocodile ravaged in the corn
    Come in she said I'll give you shelter from the storm

    Suddenly I turned around and she was standing there
    With silver bracelets on her wrists and flowers in her hair.
    She walked up to me so gracefully and took my crown of thorns
    Come in she said I'll give you shelter from the storm.

    Now there's a wall between us, something has been lost.
    I took too much for granted, I got my signals crossed
    Just to think that all began on a noneventfull morn
    Come in she said I'll give you shelter from the storm

    Well the deputy walks on hard nails and the preacher rides a mount
    But nothing really matters much, it's doom alone that counts
    And the one-eyed undertaker, he blows a futile horn
    Come in she said I'll give you shelter from the storm

    I've heard newborn babies wailin' like a mornin' dove
    And old men with broken teeth stranded without love.
    Do I understand your question, then is it hopeless and forlorn.
    Come in she said I'll give you shelter from the storm.

    In a little hill top village, they gambled for my clothes
    I bargained for salvation and she gave me a lethal dose.
    I offered up my innocence, and got repaid with scorn
    Come in she said I'll give you shelter from the storm

    I'm livin' in a foreign country, but I'm bound to cross the line.
    Beauty walk a razors edge, someday I'll make it mine.
    If I could only turn back the clock to when God and her were born
    Come in she said I'll give you shelter from the storm.
     

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