Story Behind The Song

"Dylan has always been an inspiration to me, and I thought I'd take a page from his own songbook and write an ode to him. It's been done before, but I don't believe it can be done enough." - BL

Song Description

A simple verse-structured ode to Bob Dylan, which evokes the ghost of "Song to Woody" off of Dylan's first album. This song is about the inspiration he has given to so many songwriters and how, at times, I can imagine that I'm feeling the same things he once felt.

Lyrics

Hey, Bob Dylan I wrote you a song
?Bout all of the ways that life has gone wrong.
The world?s gone crazy but it ain?t gone awry
And your voice and your words can still make me cry.

Life is so simple, to quote a phrase,
But it can complicate you in so many ways.
I can?t try to grasp it, I can?t come to terms
Been so long, but your lessons still ain?t been learned.

My guitar sings gently and puts me to sleep
When I dream of a place where the waters run deep.
They run through my brain and cut through my soul
And chill my flesh till I wake up in the shivering cold.

Frigid icepicks of thought that won?t go away
Like nightmares and monsters that I can?t hold at bay.
You warm me in embers of your rambling thought
That won so many battles in a war still being fought.

So hey, Bob Dylan, I?m a lot like you
Trapped in an old town where everything?s new
There are times when I think it?s smothering me
I know the world?s a better place, now that you?ve set us free.