In the lonely night
In the blinking stardust of a pale blue light
You're comin thru to me in black and white
Where we were made of dreams
You're blowin down the shakey street
You're hearing my heart beat
In the record breaking heat
Where we were born in time
Not one more night, not one more Kiss
Not this time, Babe, no more of this
Takes too much skill, takes too much will
It's too revealing
You came you saw, just like the law
You married young, just like your Ma
You tried and tried, you made me slide
You left me reelin with this feelin
from Born in Time, by Bob Dylan
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