[00:00.000] 作词 : Bob Dylan
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Bob Dylan
[00:23.610]I was thinking of a series of dreams
[00:31.300]Where nothing comes up to the top
[00:38.950]Everything stays down where it's wounded
[00:46.660]And comes to a permanent stop
[00:54.100]Wasn't thinking of anything specific
[01:01.540]Like in a dream when someone wakes up and screams
[01:09.850]Nothing too very scientific
[01:17.220]Just thinking of a series of dreams
[01:25.230]Thinking of a series of dreams
[01:32.730]Where the time and the tempo fly
[01:39.930]And there's no exit in any direction
[01:47.870]'Cept the one that you can't see with your eyes
[01:55.370]Wasn't making any great connection
[02:02.990]Wasn't falling for any intricate scheme
[02:11.240]Nothing that would pass inspection
[02:18.370]Just thinking of a series of dreams
[02:26.640]Dreams where the umbrella is folded
[02:34.200]Into the path you are hurled
[02:38.510]
[02:41.520]And the cards are no good that you're holding
[02:49.330]Unless they're from another world
[02:56.950]In one numbers were burning
[03:04.640]In another I witnessed a crime
[03:08.640]
[03:12.200]In one I was running and in another
[03:19.890]All I seemed to be doing was climb
[03:27.100]Wasn't looking for any special assistance
[03:34.940]Not going to any great extremes
[03:42.460]I'd already gone the distance
[03:50.500]Just thinking of a series of dreams
[03:58.500]Dreams where the umbrella is folded
[04:05.990]Into the path you are hurled
[04:13.300]And the cards are no good that you're holding
[04:21.600]Unless they're from another world
[04:43.610]I'd already gone the distance
[04:51.360]Just thinking of a series of dreams
[05:07.050]Just thinking of a series of dreams
[05:10.980]
[05:14.670]Just thinking of a series of dreams

作词 : Bob Dylan
作曲 : Bob Dylan
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 too very scientific
Just thinking of a series of dreams
Thinking of a series of dreams
Where the time and the tempo fly
And there's no exit in any direction
'Cept the one that you can't see with your eyes
Wasn't making any great connection
Wasn't falling for any intricate scheme
Nothing that would pass inspection
Just thinking of a series of dreams
Dreams where the umbrella is folded
Into the path you are hurled
And the cards are no good that you're holding
Unless they're from another world
In one numbers were burning
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
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