Cold Irons Bound
Bob Dylan

Iím beginning to hear voices and thereís no one around
Well, Iím all used up and the fields have turned brown
I went to church on Sunday and she passed by
My love for her is taking such a long time to die

Iím waist deep, waist deep in the mist
Itís almost like, almost like I donít exist
Iím twenty miles out of town in cold irons bound

The walls of pride are high and wide
Canít see over to the other side
Itís such a sad thing to see beauty decay
Itís sadder still to feel your heart torn away

One look at you and Iím out of control
Like the universe has swallowed me whole
Iím twenty miles out of town in cold irons bound

Thereís too many people, too many to recall
I thought some of ím were friends of mine, I was wrong about ím all
Well, the road is rocky and the hillsideís mud
Up over my head nothing but clouds of blood

I found my world, found my world in you
But your love just hasnít proved true
Iím twenty miles out of town in cold irons bound
Twenty miles out of town in cold irons bound

Oh, the winds in Chicago have torn me to shreds
Reality has always had too many heads
Some things last longer than you think they will
There are some kind of things you can never kill

Itís you and you only I been thinking about
But you canít see in and itís hard lookiní out
Iím twenty miles out of town in cold irons bound

Well the fatís in the fire and the waterís in the tank
The whiskeyís in the jar and the moneyís in the bank
I tried to love and protect you because I cared
Iím gonna remember forever the joy that we shared

Looking at you and Iím on my bended knee
You have no idea what you do to me
Iím twenty miles out of town in cold irons bound
Twenty miles out of town in cold irons bound