There's no black and white, left and right to me anymore; there's only up and down and down is very close to the ground. And I'm trying to go up with… - Bob Dylan

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There's no black and white, left and right to me anymore; there's only up and down and down is very close to the ground. And I'm trying to go up without thinking about anything trivial such as politics. They has got nothing to do with it. I'm thinking about the general people and when they get hurt.

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About Bob Dylan

Bob Dylan (born Robert Allen Zimmerman on May 24, 1941) is an American folk and rock singer-songwriter, born in Duluth, Minnesota. In 2016 Dylan received the Nobel Prize in Literature, "for having created new poetic expressions within the great American song tradition".

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Pen Names: Bob Landy Robert Milkwood Thomas Tedham Porterhouse Blind Boy Grunt Jack Frost Elston Gunn Boo Wilbury Lucky Wilbury Sergei Petrov
Birth Name: Robert Allen Zimmerman
Native Name: Robert Dylan
Alternative Names: Robert Zimmerman Dylan Robert Dylan né Robert Allen Zimmerman Robert Dylan (born Robert Allen Zimmerman) Shabtai Zisl ben Avraham

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When He Returns The iron hand it ain’t no match for the iron rod The strongest wall will crumble and fall to a mighty God For all those who have eyes and all those who have ears It is only He who can reduce me to tears Don’t you cry and don’t you die and don’t you burn For like a thief in the night, He’ll replace wrong with right When He returns Truth is an arrow and the gate is narrow that it passes through He unleashed His power at an unknown hour that no one knew How long can I listen to the lies of prejudice? How long can I stay drunk on fear out in the wilderness? Can I cast it aside, all this loyalty and this pride? Will I ever learn that there’ll be no peace, that the war won’t cease Until He returns? Surrender your crown on this blood-stained ground, take off your mask He sees your deeds, He knows your needs even before you ask How long can you falsify and deny what is real? How long can you hate yourself for the weakness you conceal? Of every earthly plan that be known to man, He is unconcerned He’s got plans of His own to set up His throne When He returns

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