A Tree

Oh, my friend,

I gave you water and rich ground

In the sunlight staked and bound

All you needed was a golden spot

In my yard

Somewhere out of danger of neglect or disregard

So leaves of green could stretch and soar

To feel the warmth you felt before

Before they showed you to the door

And put your picture in a drawer

I can't forgive or make benign

What they have done and called divine

They saw in you a warning sign

You're a tree and not a vine

I thought that I could give you what was rightfully yours

A father's love, compassion, comforts and home cures

Turns out I'm not the sky

I'm not earth, I'm not rain

I'm a friend and a witness as you seek your own terrain.

Now your leaves of green on branches soar

You are a light, an open door

A gift to hearts abused and sore

A tree and not a vine

Part of nature's grand design

A tree and not a vine

4.) Dark Eyes (3:49)

Bob Dylan, songwriter

Big Sky Music/Universal Music Group

Oh, the gentlemen are talking and the midnight moon is on the riverside

They're drinking up and walking and it is time for me to slide

I live in another world where life and death are memorized

Where the earth is strung with lovers' pearls and all I see are dark eyes

A cock is crowing far away and another soldier's deep in prayer

Some mother's child has gone astray, she can't find him anywhere

But I can hear another drum beating for the dead that rise

Whom nature's beast fears as they come and all I see are dark eyes

They tell me to be discreet for all intended purposes

They tell me revenge is sweet and from where they stand, I'm sure it is

But I feel nothing for their game where beauty goes unrecognized

All I feel is heat and flame and all I see are dark eyes

Oh, the French girl, she's in paradise and a drunken man is at the wheel

Hunger pays a heavy price to the falling gods of speed and steel

Oh, time is short and the days are sweet and passion rules the arrow that flies

A million faces at my feet but all I see are dark eyes