From: roffexx@gmail.com   
      
   "A Hard Rain's A-Gonna Fall"   
      
   Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son?   
   And where have you been, my darling young one?   
   I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains   
   I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked highways   
   I've stepped in the middle of seven sad forests   
   I've been out in front of a dozen dead oceans   
   I've been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard   
   And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard   
   It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall   
      
   Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed son?   
   And what did you see, my darling young one?   
   I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it   
   I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it   
   I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin'   
   I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin'   
   I saw a white ladder all covered with water   
   I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken   
   I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children   
   And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard   
   It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall   
      
   And what did you hear, my blue-eyed son?   
   And what did you hear, my darling young one?   
   I heard the sound of a thunder, that roared out a warnin'   
   I heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world   
   I heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a-blazin'   
   I heard ten thousand whisperin' and nobody listenin'   
   I heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin'   
   Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter   
   Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley   
   And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard   
   It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall   
      
   Oh, what did you meet, my blue-eyed son?   
   Who did you meet, my darling young one?   
   I met a young child beside a dead pony   
   I met a white man who walked a black dog   
   I met a young woman whose body was burning   
   I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbow   
   I met one man who was wounded in love   
   I met another man who was wounded in hatred   
   And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard   
   It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall   
      
   And what'll you do now, my blue-eyed son?   
   And what'll you do now, my darling young one?   
   I'm a-goin' back out 'fore the rain starts a-fallin'   
   I'll walk to the depths of the deepest dark forest   
   Where the people are many and their hands are all empty   
   Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters   
   Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison   
   And the executioner's face is always well hidden   
   Where hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten   
   Where black is the color, where none is the number   
   And I'll tell and speak it and think it and breathe it   
   And reflect from the mountain so all souls can see it   
   And I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin'   
   But I'll know my song well before I start singin'   
   And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard   
   It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall   
      
   Written by - Bob Dylan - September 1962   
      
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    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)