Theres this feeling I have tonight, something tapping on my shoulder. Like I’ve forgotten something important. (Not, like my sister, my mother’s birthday which is tomorrow). Something from way back, something that is jumping up and down just outside my vision telling me to remember.
Down the street the dogs are barkin’
And the day is a-gettin’ dark.
As the night comes in a-fallin’,
The dogs ‘ll lose their bark.
An’ the silent night will shatter
From the sounds inside my mind,
For I’m one too many mornings
And a thousand miles behind.
From the crossroads of my doorstep,
My eyes they start to fade,
As I turn my head back to the room
Where my love and I have laid.
An’ I gaze back to the street,
The sidewalk and the sign,
And I’m one too many mornings
An’ a thousand miles behind.
It’s a restless hungry feeling
That don’t mean no one no good,
When ev’rything I’m a-sayin’
You can say it just as good.
You’re right from your side,
I’m right from mine.
We’re both just too many mornings
An’ a thousand miles behind.
– Bob Dylan