If My Thought-dreams Could Be Seen/ They'd

Watch Waterfalls Of Pity Roar, You Feel To Moan But Unlike Before, You Discover That You'd Just Be One More Person Crying.

In The Meantime [1965-67], [bob] Dylan Was Again Writing Some Of The Best Love Songs In The Genre, Like "visions Of Johanna," "just Like A Woman," And "sad-eyed Lady Of The Lowlands."

If My Thought-dreams Could Be Seen/ They'd Probably Put My Head In A Guillotine.

[bob] Dylan Crashed His Motorcycle In 1967, And Almost Died. A Few Years Ago, He Referred To The Experience As A "transfiguration."

She Speaks With A Stutter And She And She Walks With A Hop. I Don't Know Why I Love Her, But I Just Can't Stop.