I was just gonna post this in my music tag #vibesandjives and #music, but took a look at the lyrics and decided it's important to take note of the vivid picture Dylan paints. So the mining gates locked

  

  Come gather 'round friends
  And I'll tell you a tale
  Of when the red iron pits ran empty
  But the cardboard filled windows
  And old men on the benches
  Tell you now that the whole town is empty.
... And the red iron rotted

  And the room smelt heavy from drinking
  Where the sad silent song
  Made the hour twice as long
  As I waited for the sun to go sinking.



posted by nowaypablo: 1306 days ago