The sky presses down
on the fresh-cut hill,
on the fresh-cut hill,
corn stubble glistens in wind,
the season is showing its age,
summer expanded and cooling.
Between the old and the new
there is no borderline.
We can't change the future,
we can't change the now,
but we can change the past,
and we do it all the time.
We must rewrite our history.
summer expanded and cooling.
Between the old and the new
there is no borderline.
We can't change the future,
we can't change the now,
but we can change the past,
and we do it all the time.
We must rewrite our history.
* with four lines from a Rolling Stone interview with Bob Dylan,
who claims to have been "transfigured."