A performance of it
can be seen on YouTube,
at the Housmans Bookshop channel. The song starts 4 minutes in to the
video (which is part of a talk about Bob Dylan).
To
the Tune of Abandoned Love
© Gibbens/Weston/Dylan
You
said youd return and I wish you would.
I can feel a breeze that means no good
Blowing from across the mountainside,
Telling me that times
Come to decide.
Still Ive
got no notion why you went
Out to where the nightingales lament.
Maybe you just had too much to do.
The blue sky and the black
Will think of you.
Wherever there are
tears for an absent friend,
Whenever there are means to meet the end,
There the rain you conjured for so long
Will be pouring down
Like an old love-song.
The lights are all
out where we once met,
The suns that rose have all set,
Every road has led down to the sea.
All the things that were
Are going to be.
Down the path the
autumn leaves are strewn,
Ragged clouds have swallowed up the moon.
We look out on a sea too wide to cross
But since you once were here
We cant call it loss.
Solitary figures
in the street
Are walking with their eyes fixed on their feet,
But heaven doesnt come to those who wait.
Pick up your comrades sword
And storm the gate.
Back
to the present
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