Joan Baez

(B. Dylan)
Farewell, Angelina
The bells of the crown
Are being stolen by bandits
I must follow the sound.
The triangle tingles
And the trumpets play slow.
Farewell, Angelina
The sky is on fire
And I must go.
Theres no need for anger
Theres no need for blame.
Theres nothing to prove
Everythings still the same.
Just a table standing empty
By the edge of the sea means
Farewell, Angelina
The sky is trembling
And I must leave.
The jack and the queen
Have forsake the courtyard.
Fifty-two gypsies
Now file past the guards
In the space where the deuce
And the ace once ran wild
Farewell, Angelina
The sky is falling
Ill see you in a while.
See the cross-eyed pirates sitting
Perched in the sun
Shooting tin cans
With a sawed-off shotgun.
And the neighobrs they clap
And they cheer with each blast.
Farewell, Angelina
The skys changing color
And I must leave fast
King Kong, little elves
On the rooftops they dance
Valentino-type tangos
While the makeup mans hands
Shut the eyes of the dead
Not to embarrass anyone.
But Farewell, Angelina
The skys embarrassed
And I must be gone.
The machine guns are roaring
The puppets heave rocks
And fiends nail time bombs
To the hands of the clocks.
Call me any name you like
I will never deny it,
But Farewell, Angelina
The sky is erupting
I must go where its quiet
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