You say you love me
And you’re thinkin’ of me,
But you know you could be wrong.”
Incredible poetry. These lyrics are about a guy whose tired of his girls indecision but has great perspective and is ready to move on. The girl seems to like him but probably for the wrong reasons so he’s acknowledges some of the feelings she may be hiding or repressing. Usually when you call out a girl on something like that it just makes her want you more, girls can’t resist a guy with clear vision and understanding. Some people get bothered by reality, some people love it. The older I get the more romantic I find reality because it lets you move on faster and get to the better more meaningful things without wasting to much time. In my opinion it also makes you happier because you never get to the point that you feel stuck in something you don’t want. This type of thinking and attitude were dominant in the ’60s and I couldn’t agree more. Life is short man and since it’s all perspective you just gotta see it the right way, enjoy.
Bob Dylan – Most Likely You Go Your Way (And I’ll Go Mine) (Mark Ronson Remix)
keep up the good work!
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This is really weird. I’m not sure I understand the point of this remix
April 21st, 2010
Sony BMG Music Entertainment,
Canada Incorporated,
Song–Writer, & Singing Pro’,
Mr. Robert Van Dylan,
190 Liberty Street, Ontario,
CANADA M6k 3L5.
Mr. Alexander Simon,
Sir William Place,
Apartment #305c;
Boonie Doon,
8820-85 Street,
Edmonton, Alberta,
CANADA T6C 3C2
Telus Carrier Residential Phone: (780) 466-9719
E-Mail: alexandersimonea@gmail.com
Dear Mr. Bob:
In 1936 a new Group called The Mile was born here in Edmonton, Alberta and travelled to western Toronto; meanwhile; the New Canadian Border opened in Niagara Falls; and when light hit the morning evening; a bright star was born.
Meanwhile, again; the ‘beat-nik’ scene was inducing people to muse; in another way too real; women wept with gay remorse while hearing The Balladeer sing and orate political unrest and anger. Talent is provided by the same women crying, more-and-more; tears fell as this swoon male all Catholic calm and reassuring graded no one phoney including all attendee with serious lung and curve; and say, what long legging, oh myopic ones.!
Of Charles Chaplin (Oh, Chuckie’); the famous Brit’ with a Hitler Herr look I admire is one of the best attendee’s their at the London, not England; Copa-Cabana. Here; a listless male called the wonder of all blues and a brief country and same flair of western sang well beyond the beat-nik audience; in forty-two twins of the hour time in 60-per swing; and man’s that’s quick-and-slow for all attendee in blue need to cool their red hate of the bore and that’s the old commie style of church gather for pooling away time to the devil then.!
On February 18th, 1961; the day of this Writer’s official birthday; the Greystone Hospital New Jersey; a Mr. Wood-Ward “Gutherie;†“Talkin’ New York;†is the Tribute that was sung by a generous male all Catholic too and turned out to be Mr. Dylan’s dad! This is all easily proven in the Smithsonian Museum in T.O.; and all files prove and by dentistry records the blood signature is conclusively not registrable; the same with his dad; this enlightenment Merle Travis of west Edmonton sang in harmony, all new blues the biker gang part R.C.’: ‘The Blue Angels;’ a notorious version of The Hell; and all in order of the law; all this, again is proven in the olde Smith’, at there in Winnipeg, marked for R.P.; Specific(11); this again is proof of the here-and-now; old Bud’ there and here!
IVAN HOE’S GONNA GO;
1.
Well man, hey and wide;
This man of viking side;
He’s fit of brigadier bounty;
All mean and queer like lightening;
___________________________
2.
Eyes bulging, back hoisting;
Fight the fiend bigger and rare;
Like steak and potatoes lean and well;
Ivan Hoe is near the lake called Sarah;
___________________________
3.
The calm is storm and reaching we;
And ten years later men still grieve;
Brigadier bounty man dies in dread;
The mighty sea stalks more red!
___________________________
A NEW SONG BY BOB’S BUD; (ALEX SIMON). Also a Writer in need of same work.!!
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November 10th, 2011
Mr. Alexander Simon,
Professional-Writer,
Sir William Place Building Block“C,”
Apartment #305, 8820 – 85 Street, Edmonton, Alberta
Canada. T6C 3C2
Telephone: (780) 466-9719.
*In-coming calls accepted,
@2p.m.; only, please!
E-mail: alexandersimonea@gmail.com
SARA CREWE:
Only yesterday … was today;
rich is she … minding English
Day of dreaming into London
… with her friend Ms Sara Crewe!
Hungry is morning …
and Pricess prised more;
A day Spring;
Is Dove I look into and flown!
Ms Mincein tall and sound,
As a Lady Diana dresses in silk,
Robe and Royal of gown;
Hath way old fashinoned resting nightly hour.
A doll lassie and head Sweed and lobing dour;
Hi; a fourpence for my girl kindly;
One against a gentleman … Fred the night grocer;
Naught a monkey smiles with tea and glass clear for only his mommie!
Uncle Ted says with smirk;
The Pals sips quiet Coron black and young;
She sleeps … to light wings of Fly of butter winged ladies …
And hops a loving ride!
Freckles a smarty meows by …
And flings a wink to all her saiding ray;
Lady again turns to the Moon …
Delicate lands here with the silver and tune!
Ms Sara Crewe is here now feasting;
Loving pudding all custard pure …
Cashmere is here hand open and free,
With here dolly lassie ab open to sea!
Warm is the Moon and friends sing;
Six whole English plasms of praise,
Moon of gold and Belgium blue;
Want of a better night-day then not with out Lady Sara Crewe?
-30-
http://blogs.publishersweekly.com/blogs/beyondherbook/?p=5136
THE GLASS SLIPPER!
Prince of Albert;
Waiting for Lady of England,
Sings Merry for the Wedding Day!
Red buttons shine as Father Renald,
Gifts his hungry girl Verna away!
The tyme is London,
And birds with feather blue,
Coo for all welcome including the Groom!
Majectic strings of viola and flute peute;
Arrows fly;
And the Lady smiles!
The English Carriage is all golden white;
Larks honk and sing and smile!
Mother Ida sends her bestow;
10-thousand Pounds of English new mint!
10,000 cherring meet this new marry!
8,000 more carry: Gold, silver and bronze for pay;
A new Castle in Drieide, all Iron and marble inlay!
5 years and more … thrice girls and one baby boy!
Rolling Happy are the welcome family!
A LION’S SHARE! Second Verse
Hunger cries the Lion;s Heart,
As Heat warms bones dry and waiting …;
Teeth open and thirst edded open for girl waiting!
Hair like mother’s monetary;
Cool simmer of frame;
A girl new and caring;
Whet and win; as sun does dance like new sun!
A lovely carpet sand and dance, a love!
Swoon and river red boils hot open …,
Man Lion and Woman Lion Garel and stir the wind dressed tumble;
Hot is whet and whet is more …;
Girl and boy dance and whirl in sand and lock in heat;
And fire … more in sand and waist not a taste!
Moments are days and days are months … time is longer;
He kisser Her with teeth locked into her groin;
Steady now Lady I give you, my lock;
Babies in seven months;
All makes a Lion no sweet tonight!
The moon is cool, calm is bed,
One month in morphine heaven are babies read!
With a battle and brother red with smile;
Dead is father not brother amile!
-#30-
TODAY IS TOMORROW
If, a moment is now,
When do we have hours of love today?
Measure…love grand lady blue and calm;
Hath we more days along?
I see more tree for I locke with Scott;
All hair warm and seeth for morning until auburn!
Lest I War not with my Rife’;
Heading to Waslh a miter and Brite!
Oh, Lass; triel and kweal;
Hair I keep … for morrow I find my blood gone!
Mother I keep your hair new and kept;
Scotland I left;
Never wept!
A bullit raced burning in my heart;
My girl I love you!
I died … and alive not marked!
XXXXX!!!!!
Our Roxie!
“The Pearl Day”!
Author Ms Timothy Newly has flair new and wanted!
The above Novel is Pristine! She is Blonde and new! And so are her books!
Watch for Her! Soon!
The excerpt: “The Day of the Woman!”
Roxie led into the year early in Autumn of then … and had a lady as her read the new Bible never open on policing of matters to the non Union, Detective-Star-Eight; and ate a berry new and fresh like the day fell! Walking slow Texan and liking many moments then … she found a tree old Oak and red a Purple Book on why men never marry a clean, bright and careful fighter who never left mother’s eye … the Thyme! Young men, not of here … drifted … from there … another world looking Google for a stomach and wanted my Lady Roxie! Abraham I am; met these drink drowning in a rare of wine! Roxie; up-stood; and pointed there way to another Star; cold; and poor; as I entered and called their name; of two clear! Braxton and Boyden; of “Out-line” there leave my Daughter … or; I Will Ray Gun; Scum. Now ride back to your window and leave my Daughter Virgin! Two, made males; tiring handed a sub-gun; and aimed at my gen-in-Talia; I smiled and said I am Catholic; Roman of Holy and “outlined;” their being; with my Ray Gun!
They faded. My daughter Roxie smiled and we met the morning sleeping!
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