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Unintentionally, I moved into a singer/song writer motif with the last few posts (but that seems entirely appropriate).  I guess one of the fun things about doing the Lyric Project is I get to enjoy sharing a little about me through song lyrics while letting the blog happen on its own and go where it wants to.  Most of where it goes is because of what I listening to or feeling.  I’m always listening to music or noodling around on my guitar at home at night so a new direction is ready to play out but I feel like I can’t move on without including a song by this musical icon.

I was drawn to this artist in my college years because of his pensive lyrics and how my interpretations of them made me think about myself and society.  This song was written when he was 23 and understood that youth invincibility decays with time.  It’s a lesson that I learned several years ago and will watch my daughter struggle to understand as well.

To me, he is the foundation of so much modern music.  I often say that he is three degrees away from almost every band from the early 60’s to today because he has influenced so many.  If he is not listed as a direct influence on an artist or band (two degrees), then the Beatles are (everybody lists them) and they list him as one of their strongest influences (so there’s the third degree).

Anyway, I’ve probably given away enough that you know who the lyricist is but here’s one of his of his thought provoking lyric to enjoy (and decipher)!

Crimson flames tied through my ears
Rollin’ high and mighty traps
Pounced with fire on flaming roads
Using ideas as my maps
“We’ll meet on edges soon” said I
Proud ‘neath heated brow
Ahh, but I was so much older then
I’m younger than that, now

Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth
Rip down all hate, I screamed
Lies that life is black and white
Spoke from my skull, I dreamed
Romantic facts of musketeers
Foundationed deep somehow
Ahh, but I was so much older then
I’m younger than that now

Girls’ faces formed the forward path
From phony jealousy
To memorizing politics
Of ancient history
Flung down by corpse evangelists
Unthought of, though somehow
Ahh, but I was so much older then
I’m younger than that now

A self-ordained professor’s tongue
Too serious to fool
Spouted out that liberty
Is just equality in school
Equality, I spoke the word
As if a wedding vow
Ahh, but I was so much older then
I’m younger than that now

In a soldier’s stance, I aimed my hand
At the mongrel dogs who teach
Fearing not that I’d become my enemy
In the instant that I preach
My existence led by confusion boats
Mutiny from stern to bow
Ahh, but I was so much older then
I’m younger than that now

Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats
Too noble to neglect
Deceived me into thinking
I had something to protect
Good and bad, I define these terms
Quite clear, no doubt somehow
Ahh, but I was so much older then
I’m younger than that now

My Back Pages – Bob Dylan

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