11 juin 2008

11 juin 2008

Positively 4th street [Dylan]



You got a lotta nerve to say you are my friend
when I was down 
You just stood there grinning 
You got a lotta nerve 
To say you gota helping hand to lend 
You just want to be on the side thats winning 
You say I let you down 
You know its not like that 
If you're so hurt Why then dont you show it 
You say you lost your faith but thats not where its at 
You had no faith to lose 
And you know it I know the reason 
That you talk behind my back
 I used to be among the crowd 
You're in with do you take me for such a fool to think 
I'd make contact with the one who tries to hide what he dont know to begin with 
You see me on the street 
You always act surprised 
You say, how are you?
 good luck but you dont mean it when you know as well as me you'd rather see me paralyzed
 why don't you just come out once and scream it no, 
I do not feel that good when 
I see the heartbreaks you embrace if I was a master thief. 
Perhaps I'd rob them and now 
I know youre dissatisfied with your position and your place don't you understand 
Its not my problem 
I wish that for just one time you could stand inside my shoes and just for that one moment 
I could be you yes,
 I wish that for just one time 
You could stand inside my shoes 
You did know what a drag it is to see you.





* suite Interlude