Idiot Wind (Take 1, Remake) 作词 : Bob Dylan 作曲 : Bob Dylan Someone's got it in for me, they're planting stories in the press Whoever it is I wish they'd cut it out, when they will I can only guess They say I shot a man named Gray and took his wife to Italy She inherited a million bucks and when she died it came to me I can't help it if I'm lucky People see me all the time and they just can't remember how to act Their minds are filled with big ideas, images and distorted facts And even you, yesterday, you had to ask me where it was at I couldn't believe after all these years, you didn't know me any better than that Sweet lady Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your mouth Going down the backroads heading south Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your teeth You're an idiot, babe It's a wonder that you still know how to breathe I threw the I-Ching yesterday, it said there'd be some thunder at the well I haven't tasted peace and quiet, for so long it seems like living hell There's a lone soldier on the hill, watching falling raindrops pour You'd never know it to look at him, at the final shot he won the war After losing every battle I woke up on the roadside, daydreaming about the way things sometimes are Hoofbeats pounding through my head, at break-neck speed and making me see stars You hurt the ones that I love best and cover up the truth with lies One day you'll be in the ditch, flies buzzing around your eyes Blood on your saddle Idiot wind, blowing through the flowers on your tomb Blowing through the curtains in your room Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your teeth You're an idiot, babe It's a wonder that you still know how to breathe It was gravity which pulled us in and destiny which broke us apart You tamed the lion in my cage but it just wasn't enough to change my heart Now everything's a little upside down, as a matter of fact the wheels have stopped What's good is bad, what's bad is good, you'll find out when you reach the top You're on the bottom I noticed at the ceremony, that you left your bags behind The driver came in after you left He gave them all to me, and then he resigned The priest wore black on the seventh day And waltzed around while the building burned You didn't trust me for a minute babe I've never known the spring before to turn so quickly into autumn Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your jaw From the Grand Coulee Dam to the Mardi Gras Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your teeth You're an idiot, babe It's a wonder that you still can even breathe