Nine Days - Bob Dylan Lyrics

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Bobby's in the basement making his movie
Paints a little picture but not to be cheesy
Wants this little girl to believe in him easy
Bristles to the canvas imagining he feels high

Inspiration of my art 
Search for light out of the dark
All the pictures in my heart 
Lie awake there in my fog
This oasis in my arms 
I approach it with disarm
Though it might do me some harm 
Stop to catch me if I fall

Bobby's in the basement making his music
Never won't stop though not to abuse it
There's some other way that they only would use it
Lives another day but they always refuse it

Lacerations of my heart
Dropped down the pieces in the dark
Makes the words up on this page
Makes the purple turn to beige

Inspiration of my art 
Search for light out of the dark
All the pictures in my heart 
Lie awake there in my fog
This oasis in my arms 
I approach it with disarm
Though it might do me some harm 
Stop to catch me if I fall

It's just like Bob Dylan says...
(Leave your stepping stones behind, something calls for you)

Stop depression of my own 
Walk the only road I know
If I am only dreaming
Then I am not that far from it
Sow the strength that grows from seeds 
Worship creativity
If I am only dreaming
Then me and Bob are not that far today
So long as I'm young

Bobby's in the basement making his music

I search the beaches walk the sand
I cut my feet on broken glass
Strap the sandals on my feet
I'm running down but I still hit the street

Inspiration of my art 
Search for light out of the dark
All the pictures in my heart 
Lie awake there in my fog

It's just like Bob Dylan says...
(The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense)

Stop depression of my own 
Walk the only road I know
If I am only dreaming
Then I am not that far from it
Sow the strength that grows from seeds 
Worship creativity
If I am only dreaming
Then me and Bob are not that far today
So long as I'm young
So long as I'm young

Bobby's in the basement making his movie
He paints a little picture but not to be cheesy
He wants this little girl to believe in him easy
The bristles to the canvas imagining he feels high
High

Inspiration of my art
Desperation of my heart

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lyrics submitted by mangoestje
lyrics corrected by RLWood on 24-11-2009