Drinking helped me find Bob Dylan again

So anyone of our regulars (still three) will know that I’m a big Bob Dylan fan. However, I primarily listen to his music before I came to America in 1990. I have stacks of his albums but I’m drawn to Blood on The Tracks and friends. However, I recently came across: Time out of Mind and I love it. I can’t believe I missed it. I thank drinking for finding it – I was drinking the other night and came across a review on this album and thought: “I’ve never heard of this.”. Boy what an amazing piece of work. Still the man. Of course as we all are getting older one song jumps out.

Not Dark Yet
Shadows are falling and I’ve been here all day
It’s too hot to sleep, time is running away
Feel like my soul has turned into steel
I’ve still got the scars that the sun didn’t heal
There’s not even room enough to be anywhere
It’s not dark yet, but it’s getting there
Well, my sense of humanity has gone down the drain
Behind every beautiful thing there’s been some kind of pain
She wrote me a letter and she wrote it so kind
She put down in writing what was in her mind
I just don’t see why I should even care
It’s not dark yet, but it’s getting there
Well, I’ve been to London and I’ve been to gay Paree
I’ve followed the river and I got to the sea
I’ve been down on the bottom of a world full of lies
I ain’t looking for nothing in anyone’s eyes
Sometimes my burden seems more than I can bear
It’s not dark yet, but it’s getting there
I was born here and I’ll die here against my will
I know it looks like I’m moving, but I’m standing still
Every nerve in my body is so vacant and numb
I can’t even remember what it was I came here to get away from
Don’t even hear a murmur of a prayer
It’s not dark yet, but it’s getting there

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