Planet Waves (Liner Notes)
Back to the Starting Point!
Back to the Starting
Point! The kickoff, Hebrew
letters on the wall, Victor Hugo's
house in Paris, NYC in early
autumn, leaves flying in the park, the
clock strikes Eight, Bong - I dropped a
double brandy & tried to recall the events ...
beer halls & pin balls, polka bands, barbwire
& thrashing clowns, objects, headwinds, &
snowstorms, family outings with strangers -
Furious gals with garters & smeared lips
on bar stools that stank from sweating
pussy - doing the Hula - perfect,
priests in overhauls, glassy eyed,
Insomnia! Space guys off duty with
big dicks & duck tails, all wired up &
voting for Eisenhower, waving flags &
jumping off of fire engines, getting
killed on motorcycles whatever -
We sensed each other beneath
the mask, pitched a tent in the
street & joined the traveling circus,
love at first sight! History
became a lie! the sideshow took
over - what a sight ... the thresh-
old of the Modern Bomb,
temples of the Pawnee, the
cowboy saint, the Arapshop,
snapshots of - Apache poets
searching thru the ruins for a
glimpse of Buddah - I let out
for parts unknown, found Jacob's
ladder up against an adobe wall &
bought a serpent from a passing angel -
Yeah the ole days are gone
forever and the new ones aint far behind, the
laughter is fading away, echoes of a star
of energy Vampires in the gone world going
Wild! Drinking the blood of innocent people,
Innocent lambs! The wretched of the Earth,
my brothers of the flood, cities of the flesh -
Milwaukee, Ann Arbor, Chicago, Bismarck, South
Dakota, Duluth! Duluth - where Baudelaire lived
& Goya cashed in his chips, where Joshua brought
the house down! From there it was straight up - a little
jolt of Mexico and some good LUCK, a
little power over the Grave, some
more brandy & the teeth of
a lion & a compass
- robert zimmerman |
