Bob Dylan’s Dream It takes a lot to laugh, it takes a train to cry when the night comes falling from the sky. When the deal goes down, when I paint my masterpiece, when he returns, when the ship comes in lay down your weary tune. Standing in the doorway, watching the river flow, visions of Johanna blowin' in the wind on a night like this, tangled up in blue, I’ve made up my mind to give myself to you.
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