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Jill June's avatar

Subterranean Homesick Blues

Bob Dylan. 1965

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Look out, kid

Don't matter what you did

Walk on your tip toes

Don't tie no bows

Better stay away from those

That carry around a fire hose

Keep a clean nose

Watch the plainclothes

You don't need a weather man

To know which way the wind blows.

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Blue Thoughts From a Red State's avatar

Eerily similar to a disquieting lull before the crash of a thunderous lightning strike. The air is thick with anticipation of something big coming and about to occur. I feel it too.

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