Lyric of the Day 5

[NOMBEDES]

After yesterday's more obscure "Gates of Eden" lyric we move on to "Visions of Johanna" a much more well known Dylan epic.

It is said that this song is certainly Nobel Prize worthy:

 

In the empty lot where the ladies play blindman’s bluff with the key chain
And the all-night girls they whisper of escapades out on the “D” train
We can hear the night watchman click his flashlight
Ask himself if it’s him or them that’s really insane
Louise, she’s all right, she’s just near
She’s delicate and seems like the mirror
But she just makes it all too concise and too clear
That Johanna’s not here
The ghost of ’lectricity howls in the bones of her face
Where these visions of Johanna have now taken my place

 

Well anyone that can write "the ghost of 'electricity howls in the bones of her face" certainly deserves some sort of prize.  

One of my favorites!