{"id":2277,"date":"2008-04-10T01:28:27","date_gmt":"2008-04-09T23:28:27","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.jensunmack.dk\/wordpress-3\/?p=2277"},"modified":"2008-04-10T01:28:27","modified_gmt":"2008-04-09T23:28:27","slug":"presley-synger-dylan","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.jensunmack.dk\/wordpress-3\/presley-synger-dylan\/","title":{"rendered":"Himlen br\u00e6nder bag dig, Elvis"},"content":{"rendered":"

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TOMORROW IS A LONG TIME<\/a><\/p>\n

If today was not an endless highway
\nIf tonight was not an endless trail
\nIf tomorrow wasn’t such a long time
\nThen lonesome would mean nothing to me at all<\/p>\n

Yes and only if my own true love was waiting
\nIf I could hear her heart softly pounding
\nIf only she was lying by me
\nThen I’d lie in my bed once again<\/p>\n

I can’t see my reflection in the water
\nI can’t speak the sounds that show no pain
\nI can’t hear the echo of my footsteps
\nI can’t remember the sound of my own name<\/p>\n

Yes and only if my own true love was waiting
\nIf I could hear her heart softly pounding
\nIf only she was lying by me
\nThen I’d lie in my bed once again<\/p>\n

There’s beauty in the silver singing river
\nThere’s beauty in the sunrise in the sky
\nBut none of these and nothing else could match the beauty
\nThat I remember in my true love’s eyes<\/p>\n

Yes and only if my own true love was waiting
\nIf I could hear her heart softly pounding
\nIf only she was lying by me
\nThen I’d lie in my bed once again<\/p>\n

If today was not an endless highway
\nIf tonight was not an endless trail
\nIf tomorrow wasn’t such a long time
\nThen lonesome would mean nothing to me at all<\/p>\n

Yes and only if my own true love was waiting
\nIf I could hear her heart softly pounding
\nIf only she was lying by me
\nThen I’d lie in my bed once again<\/p>\n

\u00a9 Bob Dylan<\/p>\n

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TOMORROW IS A LONG TIME If today was not an endless highway If tonight was not an endless trail If tomorrow wasn’t such a long time Then lonesome would mean nothing to me at all Yes and only if my own true love was waiting If I could hear her heart softly pounding If only … L\u00e6s videre Himlen br\u00e6nder bag dig, Elvis<\/span> →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n