The neighborhood bully been driven out of every land-He’s wandered the earth an exiled man-Seen his family scattered, people hounded and torn - He’s always on trial for just being born.
Bob Dylan from Infidels.....tracks called Neighbourhood Bully ...personal feel this song has more then one layer open to interpretation ,plus it's misunderstood if just take it as the 'Israeli nation' is now the bully because they have experienced the oppression from others close by geographically.
So walked down lots of streets
That are familiar to previous times
Supposed now recognise living here nice dream.
Now the loves of my LIFE have died close family passed away.
Got to that Autumn stage where walking these places Valletta, Medina, paceville with my warm coat.
It's the memories.
Old man with no companion just memories.
Don't want to visit Primrose valley anymore as just brings sadness.
Am l too old forge new memories?
These towns and lanes they hold for myself voices images of walking with you. Cuppa with you:-resting on bus to Hotel with you:-Late night calls resting on the Pillow:-Putting you on loudspeaker as we conversed.
On roof on huge Church, talking in depth, ferry trip's.
SILENCE.
This Litergy which is Spiritual to myself, repetitive of ideas, thoughts and words all phases used to grasp what's happening to myself as Kevin struggles to understand you and myself. To understand each other, this life these experiences. The Litergy of the theology we all wrestle with.
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