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AIN’T TALKIN’<\/p>\n
As I walked out tonight in the mystic garden
\nThe wounded flowers were dangling from the vine
\nI was passing by yon cool crystal fountain
\nSomeone hit me from behind<\/p>\n
Ain’t talkin’, just walkin’
\nThrough this weary world of woe
\nHeart burnin’, still yearnin’
\nNo one on earth would ever know<\/p>\n
They say prayer has the power to heal
\nSo pray from the mother
\nIn the human heart an evil spirit can dwell
\nI am a-tryin’ to love my neighbor and do good unto others
\nBut oh, mother, things ain’t going well<\/p>\n
Ain’t talkin’, just walkin’
\nI’ll burn that bridge before you can cross
\nHeart burnin’, still yearnin’
\nThere’ll be no mercy for you once you’ve lost<\/p>\n
Now I’m all worn down by weeping
\nMy eyes are filled with tears, my lips are dry
\nIf I catch my opponents ever sleeping
\nI’ll just slaughter ’em where they lie<\/p>\n
Ain’t talkin’, just walkin’
\nThrough the world mysterious and vague
\nHeart burnin’, still yearnin’
\nWalkin’ through the cities of the plague.<\/p>\n
Well, the whole world is filled with speculation
\nThe whole wide world which people say is round
\nThey will tear your mind away from contemplation
\nThey will jump on your misfortune when you’re down<\/p>\n
Ain’t talkin’, just walkin’
\nEatin’ hog eyed grease in a hog eyed town.
\nHeart burnin’, still yearnin’
\nSome day you’ll be glad to have me around.<\/p>\n
They will crush you with wealth and power
\nEvery waking moment you could crack
\nI’ll make the most of one last extra hour
\nI’ll revenge my father’s death then I’ll step back<\/p>\n
Ain’t talkin’, just walkin’
\nHand me down my walkin’ cane.
\nHeart burnin’, still yearnin’
\nGot to get you out of my miserable brain.<\/p>\n
All my loyal and my much-loved companions
\nThey approve of me and share my code
\nI practice a faith that’s been long abandoned
\nAin’t no altars on this long and lonesome road<\/p>\n
Ain’t talkin’, just walkin’
\nMy mule is sick, my horse is blind.
\nHeart burnin’, still yearnin’
\nThinkin’ ’bout that gal I left behind.<\/p>\n
Well, it’s bright in the heavens and the wheels are flyin’
\nFame and honor never seem to fade
\nThe fire gone out but the light is never dyin’
\nWho says I can’t get heavenly aid?<\/p>\n
Ain’t talkin’, just walkin’
\nCarryin’ a dead man’s shield
\nHeart burnin’, still yearnin’
\nWalkin’ with a toothache in my heel<\/p>\n
The sufferin’ is unending
\nEvery nook and cranny has its tears
\nI’m not playing, I’m not pretending
\nI’m not nursin’ any superfluous fears<\/p>\n
Ain’t talkin’, just walkin’
\nWalkin’ ever since the other night.
\nHeart burnin’, still yearnin’
\nWalkin’ ’til I’m clean out of sight.<\/p>\n
As I walked out in the mystic garden
\nOn a hot summer day, a hot summer lawn
\nExcuse me, ma’am, I beg your pardon
\nThere’s no one here, the gardener is gone<\/p>\n
Ain’t talkin’, just walkin’
\nUp the road, around the bend.
\nHeart burnin’, still yearnin’
\nIn the last outback at the world’s end.<\/p>\n
\u00a9 Bob Dylan<\/p>\n