... is a phenomenon that I am sorry I did not get in touch with a lot, lot earlier. Through his songs you can get in touch with the phases the man went through. His earlier songs that became slogans on behalf of "protest" of various forms in American society at that time - black equality ("Blowin' in the wind"), his veiled references to a possible nuclear holocaust ("A Hard Rain's a-Gonna Fall), just to quote two famous examples.
The song that has enamoured me and that I have been listening to in an infinite loop is "Mr. Tambourine Man". The beauty is in its simplicity. It's straight from the heart. It can be about anybody - you, me or even the Queen of England! Anyone who has a shadow of bitterness lacing their thoughts at that moment, and want to go away to another part of the mind leaving the sadness behind. Look at the last paragraph; I am putting in the Chorus para first, just for the flow.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.
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.
Beautiful. Poetry. "Twisted reach of crazy sorrow". And the picture he paints. The last line. Genius.
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