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Download Ballad in Plain D by Bob Dylan

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Bob Dylan Ballad in Plain D lyrics

I once loved a girl,
her skin it was bronze.
With the innocence of a lamb,
she was gentle like a fawn.
I courted her proudly but now she is gone,
Gone as the season she's taken..

In a young summer's youth,
I stole her away
From her mother and sister,
though close did they stay.
Each one of them suffering
from the failures of their day,
With strings of guilt they tried
hard to guide us.

Of the two sisters,
I loved the young.
With sensitive instincts,
she was the creative one.
The constant scapegoat,
she was easily undone
By the jealousy of others around her.

For her parasite sister,
I had no respect,
Bound by her boredom,
her pride to protect.
Countless visions of the other she'd reflect
As a crutch for her scenes and her society.

Myself, for what I did,
I cannot be excused,
The changes I was going
through can't even be used,
For the lies that I told
her in hopes not to lose
The could-be dream-lover
of my lifetime.

With unseen consciousness,
I possessed in my grip
A magnificent mantelpiece,
though its heart being chipped,
Noticing not that I'd already slipped
To a sin of love's false security.

From silhouetted anger
to manufactured peace,
Answers of emptiness,
voice vacancies,
Till the tombstones of damage
read me no questions but, "Please,
What's wrong
and what's exactly the matter?".

And so it did happen
like it could have been foreseen,
The timeless explosion
of fantasy's dream.
At the peak of the night,
the king and the queen
Tumbled all down into pieces.

"The tragic figure!"
her sister did shout,
"Leave her alone, God damn you, get out!"
And I in my armor, turning about
And nailing her in the ruins of her pettiness.

Beneath a bare light bulb
the plaster did pound
Her sister and I
in a screaming battleground.
And she in between,
the victim of sound,
Soon shattered
as a child to the shadows.

All is gone, all is gone,
admit it, take flight.
I gagged in contradiction,
tears blinding my sight.
My mind it was mangled,
I ran into the night
Leaving all of love's ashes behind me.

The wind knocks my window,
the room it is wet.
The words to say I'm sorry,
I haven't found yet.
I think of her often
and hope whoever she's met
Will be fully aware of how precious she is.

Ah, my friends from the prison,
they ask unto me,
"How good, how good does
it feel to be free?"
And I answer them most mysteriously,
"Are birds free
from the chains of the skyway?".