offered up my innocence and got repaid with scorn

twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood
when blackness was a virtue and the road was full of mud
i came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form
"come in," she said, "i'll give you shelter from the storm"

and if i pass this way again, you can rest assured
i'll always do my best for her, on that i give my word
in a world of steel-eyed death, and men who are fighting to be warm
"come in," she said, "i'll give you shelter from the storm"

not a word was spoke between us, there was little risk involved
everything up to that point had been left unresolved
try imagining a place where it's always safe and warm
"come in," she said, "i'll give you shelter from the storm"

i was burned out from exhaustion, buried in the hail
poisoned in the bushes an' blown out on the trail
hunted like a crocodile, ravaged in the corn
"come in," she said, "i'll give you shelter from the storm"

...

well, the deputy walks on hard nails and the preacher rides a mount
but nothing really matters much, it's doom alone that counts
and the one-eyed undertaker, he blows a futile horn
"come in," she said, "i'll give you shelter from the storm"

i've heard newborn babies wailin' like a mournin' dove
and old men with broken teeth stranded without love
do i understand your question, man, is it hopeless and forlorn?
"come in," she said, "i'll give you shelter from the storm"

...

well, i'm livin' in a foreign country but i'm bound to cross the line
beauty walks a razor's edge, someday i'll make it mine
if i could only turn back the clock to when God and her were born
"come in," she said, "i'll give you shelter from the storm"


today is a bob dylan kind of day.