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Album: Tell Tale Signs The Bootleg Series Vol 8 (2008)
Artists: Bob Dylan

  1. 32 20 Blues
  2. Ain't Talkin
  3. Born In Time
  4. Can't Escape From You
  5. Can't Wait
  6. Cocaine Blues
  7. Cold Irons Bound
  8. Cross The Green Mountain
  9. Dignity
  10. Dreamin Of You
  11. Duncan And Brady
  12. Everything Is Broken
  13. God Knows
  14. High Water
  15. Huck's Tune
  16. Lonesome Day Blues
  17. Marchin To The City
  18. Mary And The Soldier
  19. Miss The Mississippi
  20. Mississippi
  21. Most Of The Time
  22. Red River Shore
  23. Ring Them Bells
  24. Series Of Dreams
  25. Someday Baby
  26. Tell Ol Bill
  27. The Girl On The Greenbriar Shore
  28. The Lonesome River
  29. Things Have Changed
  30. Tryin To Get To Heaven


I was thinking of a series of dreams
Where nothing comes up to the top.
Everything stays down where it's wounded
And comes to a permanent stop.
Wasn't thinking of anything specific,
Like in a dream, when someone wakes up and screams.
Nothing truly very scientific,
Just thinking of a series of dreams.

Thinking of a series of dreams
Where the time and the tempo drag,
And there's no exit in any direction
'Cept the one that you can't see with your eyes.
Wasn't making any great connections,
Wasn't falling for any intricate schemes.
Nothing that would pass inspection,
Just thinking of a series of dreams.

Dreams where the umbrella is folded,
And into the path you are hurled,
And the cards are no good that you're holding
Unless they're from another world.

In one, the surface was frozen.
In another, I witnessed a crime.
In one, I was running, and in another
All I seemed to be doing was climb
Wasn't looking for any special assistance,
Not going to any great extremes.
I'd already gone the distance,
Just thinking of a series of dreams.

Dreams where the umbrella is folded,
And into the path you are hurled,
And the cards are no good that you're holding
Unless they're from another world.

I'd already gone the distance,
Just thinking of a series of dreams.
Just thinking of a series of dreams.
Just thinking of a series of dreams.
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