Tuesday, October 9, 2018

My Kind Of Church Music - Times they are a changin, Bob Dylan

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  1. Come gather 'round people
    Wherever you roam
    And admit that the waters
    Around you have grown
    And accept it that soon
    You’ll be drenched to the bone
    If your time to you is worth saving
    Then you better start swimmin' or you’ll sink like a stone
    For the times they are a-changin'

    Come writers and critics
    Who prophesize with your pen
    And keep your eyes wide
    The chance won’t come again
    And don’t speak too soon
    For the wheel’s still in spin
    And there’s no tellin' who that it’s namin'
    For the loser now will be later to win
    For the times they are a-changin'

    Come senators, congressmen
    Please heed the call
    Don’t stand in the doorway
    Don’t block up the hall
    For he that gets hurt
    Will be he who has stalled
    The battle outside ragin'
    Will soon shake your windows and rattle your walls
    For the times they are a-changin'

    Come mothers and fathers
    Throughout the land
    And don’t criticize
    What you can’t understand
    Your sons and your daughters
    Are beyond your command
    Your old road is rapidly aging
    Please get outta' the new one if you can’t lend your hand
    For the times they are a-changin'

    The line it is drawn
    The curse it is cast
    The slow one now
    Will later be fast
    As the present now
    Will later be past
    The order is rapidly fading
    And the first one now will later be last
    For the times they are a-changin'

    Jesus said something similar to the last verse. The first shall be last and the last shall be first, but that is here on the path of the ego for in the Kingdom each will become part of the all.

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