tangledupinblue

There's nothing 'round here to me that's sacred
'Cept you, yeah you
There's nothing 'round here to me that matters
'Cept you, yeah you


You're the one that reaches me
You're the one that I admire
Every time we meet together
I feel like I'm on fire
Nothing matters to me
And there's nothing I desire
'Cept you, yeah you

Nothing 'round here I care to try for
'Cept you, yeah you
Got nothing left to live or die for
'Cept you, yeah you

There's a hymn I used to hear
In the churches all the time
Make me feel so good inside
So peaceful, so sublime
And there's nothing to remind me of that
Old familiar chime
'Cept you, uh huh you

Used to play in the cemetery
Dance and sing and run when I was a child
Never seemed strange
But now I just pass mournfully by
That place where the bones of life are piled


I know somethin' has changed
I'm a stranger here and no one sees me
'Cept you, yeah you
Nothing much matters or seems to please me
'Cept you, yeah you

Nothing hypnotizes me
Or holds me in a spell
Everything runs by me
Just like water from a well
Everybody wants my attention
Ev'rybody's got something to sell
'Cept you, yeah you

I'm in love with you


~~~daily dylan~~~

I do love that song. It's really quite beautiful. I understand all the parts of it except all the parts where he talks about this "you" person. The rest of it seems pretty accessible though. Who is this "you" of whom Bob speaks? I'll ask you all a favor, from another one of his songs, since I don't seem to know this "you" -- if you see her say hello for me, will you? Tell her I've got a light burning in the Trashatorium for her. Always.


This is Trash.