"No, it's not atomic rain,
it's just a hard rain.
It isn't the fallout rain.
I mean some sort of end
That's just gotta happen...
In the last verse, when I say,
'The pellets of poison are flooding the waters',
That means all the lies that people get told
On their radios and in their newspapers." -- Dylan to Studs Terkel, 1963
Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, what did you see, my darling young one?
I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it
I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it
I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin’
I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin’
I saw a white ladder all covered with water
I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken
I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children
And it’s a hard, and it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard
And it’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fall
Thank you for playing the Bryan Ferry version of this song--it's wonderfully original. So much better than the whiny version they used for the movie Born on the Fourth of July.
Posted by: Hillary at September 22, 2016 12:17 PM
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