Visions of Johanna.. the ghost of electricity howls in her bones.

Here’s some actual Bob Dylan, since yesterday was kind of a tease…Visions of Johanna… another epic-one, of course, also off of the album Blonde on Blonde… enjoy.

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Ain’t it just like the night to play tricks when you’re tryin’ to be so quiet ?

We sit here stranded, though we’re all doin our best to deny it

And Louise holds a handfull of rain, tempting you to defy it

Lights flicker from the opposite loft

In this room the heat pipes just cough

The country music station plays soft

But there’s nothing really nothing to turn of

Just Louise and her lover so entwined

And these visions of Johanna that conquer my mind.

The ghost of electricity howls in the bones of her face

Where these visions of Johanna have now taken my place.

Now, little boy lost, he takes himself so seriously

He brags of his misery, he likes to live dangerously

And when bringing her name up

He speaks of a farewell kiss to me

He’s sure got a lotta gall to be so useless and all

Muttering small talk at the wall while I’m in the hall

Oh, how can I explain ?



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