Expecting Rain

Loneliness, tenderness, high society, notoriety
You fight for the throne and you travel alone
Unknown as you slowly sink
And there’s no time to think

And the princess and the prince
Discuss what’s real and what is not ..

Lunatic Princess Revisited (uncomplete)
(Why Should You Have To Be So Frantic?)
Bob Dylan © 1966

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Why should you have to be so frantic?
You always wanted to live in the past.
Now all you should be so [???]atic
You finally got your wish at last.

You used to be, oh so modest
With your arm around your cigarette machine.
Now you lost it all, I see.
And all you got is
Your two-dollar bill
And your hat full of gasoline.

Well, you [?] keep [?] low down shoulder and you [??? ??? ???]
After all, things could be much worse ...


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r7L5WM0FwtY
Love, Joanna XXXO

After all, things could be much worse ...

Well, I see you got a new boyfriend
You know, I never seen him before
Well, I saw him
Makin’ love to you
You forgot to close the garage door
You might think he loves you for your money
But I know what he really loves you for
It’s your brand new leopard-skin pill-box hat

Well, I asked the doctor if I could see you
It’s bad for your health, he said
Yes, I disobeyed his orders
I came to see you
But I found him there instead
You know, I don’t mind him cheatin’ on me
But I sure wish he’d take that off his head
Your brand new leopard-skin pill-box hat

How did you know I have a new boyfriend? Love, Joanna XOXO

Even Mona Lisa has the highway blues, you can tell by the way she smiles

She buttons her boot, and says don't cute.

I see a lot of people as I make the rounds
And I hear her name here and there as I go from town to town
And I've never gotten used to it, I've just learned to turn it off
Either I'm too sensitive or else I'm gettin' soft.

You must pick one or the other, though neither of them are to be what they claim

Actually, it is my spurned lover speaking - so you get to pick! Not that you are my spurned lover; it is just the man's point of view. I would say sensitive, but that is jut me.

We had a falling-out, like lovers often will
And to think of how she left that night, it still brings me a chill
And though our separation, it pierced me to the heart
She still lives inside of me, we've never been apart.

Again, from the man's perspective, not mine. Love, Joanna XOXO P.S. You are right; nothing is as claimed. Love, Joanna XOXOX P.S. Had a nightmare and woke up - Thank God it wasn't Motophyscho Nightmare! Have a great night.

I had a dream about you, baby. . .

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Just thinking of a series of dreams. . .

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When you gonna wake up?

^ I dreamt a monsterous dream;
something came up out of the sea...

Adulterers in churches and pornography in the schools
You got gangsters in power and lawbreakers making rules
When you gonna wake up, when you gonna wake up
When you gonna wake up and strengthen the things that remain?
Love, Joanna XOXOX

And these visions of Jo(h)anna, they kept me up past the dawn.

Hi SirDogg, I love the picture, but you need a hat - you are a cowboy!!!! Merle rules!!!! Love You, Joanna XOXOXO
But I ain’t a judge, you don’t have to be nice to me
But please tell that
To your friend in the cowboy hat
You know he keeps on sayin’ ev’rythin’ twice to me

Well, you must tell me, baby
How your head feels under somethin’ like that

You make me nervous, you gotta stop

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

And so it did happen like it could have been foreseen
The timeless explosion of fantasy’s dream
At the peak of the night, the king and the queen
Tumbled all down into pieces

And the princess and the prince discuss what's real and what is not

Too much of nothing
Can turn a man into a liar
It can cause one man to sleep on nails
And another man to eat fire
Ev’rybody’s doin’ somethin’
I heard it in a dream
But when there’s too much of nothing
It just makes a fella mean

Don’t have the inclination to look back on any mistake
Like Cain, I now behold this chain of events that I must break
In the fury of the moment I can see the Master’s hand
In every leaf that trembles, in every grain of sand

Close your eyes, close the door
You don't have to worry anymore

Cute avatar, Peggy !

Can I come home with you, baby can I come home with you ?
Yes I'll do anything in this godalmighty world
If you just let me come home with you.

There is a house in New Orleans