I’ve always been a fan of Bob Dylan’s music, that increased as I became more passionate about writing (although I disagree with him being chosen as the winner of the Nobel Prize in Literature in 2016, it’s odd sitting for some reason even though I can kind of understand the reasoning). His activism was as inspiring as the words he wrote. His voice was awkward, yet perfect for his songs.
Although I’ve got an odd relationship with things that I’m a fan of, I don’t often study them through to the other side. I know about Dylan but I don’t know a lot. I know a number of his songs but I probably don’t even know a quarter of them. All I know is what I love and I love his music.
One song in particular (well two, but this is time its about this one), Don’t Think Twice, It’s Alright. I was thinking of something to write and I came across a quote from the song, one I liked, and I thought to myself, “yeah, I’ll jump off that bridge.”
I ain’t sayin’ you treated me unkind
You could have done better but I don’t mind
You just kinda wasted my precious time
But don’t think twice, it’s all right
The boy asked the girl if she was scared,
and the girl told him no.
The girl said that she was just tired,
and maybe its time for the boy to go.
“Love hurts,” is a phrase that’s always passed around,
but the emptiness it causes is so much worse.
Missing you is as if music produced no sound,
even as I’m getting better my words become short and terse.
The girl asked the boy to not get attached,
The boy didn’t think to listen.
The boy went too fast and crashed,
The girl stood in her conviction.
Despite all her words about only friends,
it seemed there was feelings in between.
The girl’s actions pulled at the threads,
and I found something in which I could believe.
Despite this it still ended with a whimper and no fight,
And I just tell myself don’t think twice, it’s alright.