Tuesday, 31 May 2016

The Wonderful Mr. Tambourine Man Song

A melody that sinks within and fades, ever so melodiously. A rhythm you follow till the end and beyond. Dreaming with open eyes, smiling and savouring it, singing along at times. Welcoming whole of it, embracing it silently. Harmonic waves, from deep to a crescendo, spread its radiance. Transcending the terrific time, for one and all, it becomes ineffable and divine. Meeting and merging, loving and caring, thoughtfully waiting to take the form of its true seeker.

Mr. Tambourine Man
BY: Bob Dylan

 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

 Though I know that evenin’s empire has returned into sand
 Vanished from my hand
 Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping
 My weariness amazes me, I’m branded on my feet
 I have no one to meet
 And the ancient empty street’s too dead for dreaming

 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

 Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin’ ship
 My senses have been stripped, my hands can’t feel to grip
 My toes too numb to step
 Wait only for my boot heels to be wanderin’
 I’m ready to go anywhere, I’m ready for to fade
 Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way
 I promise to go under it

 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

 Though you might hear laughin’, spinnin’, swingin’ madly across the sun
 It’s not aimed at anyone, it’s just escapin’ on the run
 And but for the sky there are no fences facin’
 And if you hear vague traces of skippin’ reels of rhyme
 To your tambourine in time, it’s just a ragged clown behind
 I wouldn’t pay it any mind
 It’s just a shadow you’re seein’ that he’s chasing

 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

 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

[Link to the wonderful song {a live performance that I love} - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OeP4FFr88SQ ]

7 comments:

  1. Have you written this song? :O

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  2. I wish!
    It's by the great Boy Dylan. :-D

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  3. It is a gr8 song indeed.And it takes a gr8 mind to really appreciate sthg like this. Kudos. :). And the fact that this song lifts you up is reflects that connect. Way to go. :) :)

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  4. Thank you! Cheers to this song, the lyrics and Bob Dylan! :-)

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  5. Could/must be for some. I simply love it!

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