Like a Rolling Stone ..

Its another dull Sunday afternoon, and I’m trying to recover from the exhaustion of the previous week .. iTunes is crooning away … just then a line from Missus Em sends me a line on Jabber …

Lalita: ah that’s a wonderful song
Lalita: was introduced to the genre by a fanatic friend
me: its more about the song than the genre
Lalita: that’s what i found, too
the song is a great poem and more

The number in question was none other than Bob Dylan’s “Like a Rolling Stone” … although Bob wrote the song in 1965, it feels as though he was looking at my life to draw inspiration .. anachronism or deja vu ? ,.. perplexing indeed ..

Like a Rolling Stone … by Bob Dylan

Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn’t you?
People’d call, say, “Beware doll, you’re bound to fall”
You thought they were all kiddin’ you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin’ out
Now you don’t talk so loud
Now you don’t seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

You’ve gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
And now you find out you’re gonna have to get used to it
You said you’d never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
He’s not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And ask him do you want to make a deal?