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We will make the music video available here each week instead.
by Bob Dylan
August 17, 2025
’Twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood
When blackness was a virtue, the road was full of mud
I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form
“Come in,” she said, “I’ll give you shelter from the storm”
And if I pass this way again, you can rest assured
I'll always do my best for her, on that I give my word
In a world of steel-eyed death, and men who are fighting to be warm
“Come in,” she said, “I’ll give you shelter from the storm”
Not a word was spoke between us, there was little risk involved
Everything up to that point had been left unresolved
Try imagining a place where it’s always safe and warm
“Come in,” she said, “I’ll give you shelter from the storm”
I was burned out from exhaustion, buried in the hail
Poisoned in the bushes an’ blown out on the trail
Hunted like a crocodile, ravaged in the corn
“Come in,” she said, “I’ll give you shelter from the storm”
Suddenly I turned around and she was standin’ there
With silver bracelets on her wrists and flowers in her hair
She walked up to me so gracefully and took my crown of thorns
“Come in,” she said, “I’ll give you shelter from the storm”
Now there’s a wall between us, somethin’ there’s been lost
I took too much for granted, I got my signals crossed
Just to think that it all began on an uneventful morn
“Come in,” she said, “I’ll give you shelter from the storm”
Well, the deputy walks on hard nails and the preacher rides a mount
But nothing really matters much, it’s doom alone that counts
And the one-eyed undertaker, he blows a futile horn
“Come in,” she said, “I’ll give you shelter from the storm”
I've heard newborn babies wailin’ like a mournin’ dove
And old men with broken teeth stranded without love
Do I understand your question, man, is it hopeless and forlorn?
“Come in,” she said, “I’ll give you shelter from the storm”
In a little hilltop village, they gambled for my clothes
I bargained for salvation an’ she gave me a lethal dose
I offered up my innocence and got repaid with scorn
“Come in,” she said, “I’ll give you shelter from the storm”
Well, I’m livin’ in a foreign country but I’m bound to cross the line
Beauty walks a razor’s edge, someday I'll make it mine
If I could only turn back the clock to when God and her were born
“Come in,” she said, “I’ll give you shelter from the storm”
by Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds
August 10, 2025
I woke up this morning with the blues all around my head
I woke up this morning with the blues all around my head
I felt like someone in my family was dead
I jumped up like a rabbit and fell down to my knees
I jumped up like a rabbit and fell down to my knees
I called all around me, Have mercy on me, please
Then over by the window, a voice came low and hollow
Over by the window a voice came low and hollow
It s poke into my pain, into my yearning sorrow
Spoke into my pain
Who was it? I cried
What wild ghost has come in agitation?
Who is it? I cried
What wild ghost has come in agitation?
It's half past midnight
Oh, why you disturb me so late?
Then I saw a movement around my narrow bed
I saw a movement around my narrow bed
A ghost in giant sneakers, laughing stars around his head
Who sat on a narrow bed, this flaming boy
Who sat on a narrow bed, this flaming boy
Said, "We've all had too much sorrow
Now is the time for joy"
All across the world they shout out their angry words
All across the world they shout out their angry words
About the end of love
Yet the stars stand above the earth
Bright, triumphant metaphors of love
Bright, triumphant metaphors of love
That blind us all who care to stand and look beyond
That dare to stand and look beyond, above
And I jumped up like a rabbit and fell down to my knees
I jumped up like a rabbit and fell down to my knees
I called all around me
Have mercy on me, please
by The Revivalists
August 3, 2025
Hey! These are the good old days
Hey! These are the good old days
These are the good old
Changes come, I watch them grow
In your eyes, an ancient glow
I caught a glimpse, a dangerous smile
Oh, my God, she's a wild child
I've been dreaming, I've been pushing through
I'm not the star of the story
I've been hurting, I've been missing you
I'm that special kind of lonely
These are the good old days, they're ahead and behind
These are the good old days, I have to keep that in mind
These are the good old days, they're ahead and behind
These are the good old days, the good old days
These are the good old days, the good old days
These are the good old days
I came of age, tempting fate
Growing up, had to wait
In my dreams, I miss someone
Love is blind, deaf, and dumb
I've been dreaming, I've been pushing through
I'm not the star of the story
And I've been hurting, I've been missing you
I'm that special kind of lonely
These are the good old days, they're ahead and behind
These are the good old days, I have to keep that in mind
These are the good old days, they're ahead and behind
These are the good old days, the good old days
These are the good old days, the good old days
These are the good old, these are the good old
Passing through, passing out
Dancing in the kitchen while the neighbors shout
Feeling up, getting down
Gotta show love while we're still around
So don't stop, just let it out
Don't quit, don't let me down
Don't stop, just let it out
Don't quit, don't let me down
'Cause I've been dreaming, I've been paying dues
I'm not one for the glory
And I've been falling, won't be landing soon
It's not the end of the story
These are the good old days, they're ahead and behind
These are the good old days, I have to keep that in mind
These are the good old days, they're ahead and behind
These are the good old days, the good old days
These are the good old days, the good old days
These are the good old, these are the good old days
(These are the good old, these are the good old days)
(These are the good old, these are the good old days)
by Ozzy Osbourne
July 27, 2025
Crazy, but that’s how it goes
Millions of people living as foes
Maybe, it’s not too late
To learn how to love, and forget how to hate
Mental wounds not healing
Life’s a bitter shame
I’m goin’ off the rails on a crazy train
I’m goin’ off the rails on a crazy train
I know that things are going wrong for me
You gotta listen to my words
Heirs of a cold war, that’s what we’ve become
Inheriting troubles,
I’m mentally numb
Crazy, I just cannot bear
I’m living with something that just isn’t fair
Mental wounds not healing
Who and what’s to blame
I’m goin’ off the rails on a crazy train
I’m goin’ off the rails on a crazy train
