VISIONS OF JOHANNA - Bob Dylan

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Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're tryin' to be so quiet?
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We sit here stranded, though we're all doin' our best to deny it
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And Louise holds a handful of rain, temptin' you to defy it
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Lights flicker from the opposite loft
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In this room the heat pipes just cough
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The country music station plays soft
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But there's nothing, really nothing to turn off
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Just Louise and her lover so entwined
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And these visions of Johanna that conquer my mind

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

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Now, little boy lost, he takes himself so seriously
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He brags of his misery, he likes to live dangerously
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And when bringing her name up
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He speaks of a farewell kiss to me
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He's sure got a lotta gall  to be so useless and all
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Muttering small talk at the wall while I'm in the hall
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Oh, How can I explain?
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it's so hard to get on
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And these visions of Johanna, they kept me up past the dawn

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Inside the museums, Infinity goes up on trial
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Voices echo this is what salvation must be like after a while
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But Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues
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You can tell by the way she smiles
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See the primitive wallflower freeze
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When the jelly-faced women all sneeze
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Hear the one with the mustache say, “Jeeze
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I can't find my knees”
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Jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule
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But these visions of Johanna, they make it all seem so cruel

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The peddler now speaks to the countess who's pretending to care for him
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Sayin', “Name me someone that's not a parasite and I'll go out and say a prayer for him”
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But like Louise always says “Ya can't look at much, can ya man?”
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As she, herself, prepares for him
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And Madonna, she still has not showed
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We see this empty cage now corrode
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Where her cape of the stage once had flowed
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The fiddler, he now steps to the road
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He writes ev'rything's been returned which was owed
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On the back of the fish truck that loads
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While my conscience explodes
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The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain
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And these visions of Johanna are now all that remain

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