The Gates Of Eden lyrics

Artist  : Bob Dylan 
Song : The Gates Of Eden
 


Of war and peace the truth just twists, its
curfew gull it glides
Upon 4-legged forest
clouds the cowboy angel rides
With his candle
lit into the sun, though its glow is waxed in
black
All except when 'neath the trees of
Eden

The lampost stands with folded arms,
its iron claws attached
To curbs 'neath holes
where babies wail though it shadows metal
badge
All in all can only fall with a crashing
but meaningless blow
No sound ever comes from
the gates of Eden

This savage soldier
sticks his head in sand and then
complains
Unto the shoeless hunter who's gone
deaf but still remains
Upon the beach where
hounddogs bay at ships with tattooed
sails
Heading for the gates of
Eden

With a time-rusted compass blade,
Aladdin and his Lamp
Sits with utopian hermit
monks, side-saddle on the Golden Calf
And on
their promises of paradise you will not hear a
laugh
All except inside the gates of
Eden

Relationships of ownership they
whisper in the wings
To those condemned to act
accordingly and wait for succeeding kings
And I
try to harmonize with songs the lonesome sparrow
sings
There are no kings inside the gates of
Eden

The motorcycle black madonna
two-wheeled gypsy queen
And her silver studded
phantom cause the grey-flanneled dwarf to
scream
As he weeps, two wicked birds of prey
who pick up on his breadcrumb sins
And there
are no sins inside the gates of Eden

The
kingdoms of experience in the precious winds they
rot
While paupers change possessions - each one
wishing for what the other has got
And the
princess and the prince discuss what's real and
what is not
It doesn’t matter inside the
gates of Eden

The foreign sun it squints
upon a bed that is never mine
As friends and
other strangers from their fates try to
resign
Leaving men wholly totally free to do
anything they wish to do but die
And there are
no trials inside the gates of Eden

At dawn
my lover comes to me and tells me of her
dreams
With no attempts to shovel the glimpse
into the ditch of what each one means
At times
I think there are no words but these to tell
what's true
And there are no truths outside
the gates of Eden.