Yesterday's just a memory; tomorrow's never what it's supposed to be. - Bob Dylan

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Yesterday's just a memory; tomorrow's never what it's supposed to be.

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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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Birth Name: Robert Allen Zimmerman
Native Name: Robert Dylan
Alternative Names: Bob Landy Robert Milkwood Thomas Tedham Porterhouse Robert Zimmerman Blind Boy Grunt Jack Frost Elston Gunn Lucky Wilbury Boo Wilbury Sergei Petrov Dylan Robert Dylan né Robert Allen Zimmerman Robert Dylan (born Robert Allen Zimmerman) Shabtai Zisl ben Avraham
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"Love Minus Zero / No Limit"

My love she speaks like silence
Without ideals or violence
She doesn't have to say she's faithful
Yet she's true, like ice, like fire

People carry roses
And make promises by the hours
My love she laughs like the flowers
Valentines can't buy her

In the dime stores and bus stations
People talk of situations
Read books, repeat quotations
Draw conclusions on the wall

Some speak of the future
My love she speaks softly
She knows there's no success like failure
And that failure's no success at all

The cloak and dagger dangles
Madams light the candles
In ceremonies of the horsemen
Even a pawn must hold a grudge

Statues made of match-sticks
Crumble into one another
My love winks, she does not bother
She knows too much to argue or to judge

The bridge at midnight trembles
The country doctor rambles
Bankers' nieces seek perfection
Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring

The wind howls like a hammer
The night blows rainy
My love she's like some raven
At my window with a broken wing

Bringing It All Back Home (1965)

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