Текст песни Temporary Like Achilles - Bob Dylan
                                                Standing 
                                                on 
                                                your 
                                                window, 
                                                honey
 
                                    
                                
                                                Yes, 
                                                I've 
                                                been 
                                                here 
                                                before
 
                                    
                                
                                                Feeling 
                                                so 
                                                harmless
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                looking 
                                                at 
                                                your 
                                                second 
                                                door
 
                                    
                                
                                                How 
                                                come 
                                                you 
                                                don't 
                                                send 
                                                me 
                                                no 
                                                regards?
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                know 
                                                    I 
                                                want 
                                                your 
                                                lovin'
 
                                    
                                
                                                Honey, 
                                                why 
                                                are 
                                                you 
                                                so 
                                                hard?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Kneeling 
                                                'neath 
                                                your 
                                                ceiling
 
                                    
                                
                                                Yes, 
                                                    I 
                                                guess 
                                                I've 
                                                been 
                                                here 
                                                for 
                                                    a 
                                                while
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                tryin' 
                                                to 
                                                read 
                                                your 
                                                portrait
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                I'm 
                                                helpless, 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                rich 
                                                man's 
                                                child
 
                                    
                                
                                                How 
                                                come 
                                                you 
                                                send 
                                                someone 
                                                out 
                                                to 
                                                have 
                                                me 
                                                barred?
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                know 
                                                    I 
                                                want 
                                                your 
                                                lovin'
 
                                    
                                
                                                Honey, 
                                                why 
                                                are 
                                                you 
                                                so 
                                                hard?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                    a 
                                                poor 
                                                fool 
                                                in 
                                                his 
                                                prime,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Yes, 
                                                    I 
                                                know 
                                                you 
                                                can 
                                                hear 
                                                me 
                                                walk
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                is 
                                                your 
                                                heart 
                                                made 
                                                out 
                                                of 
                                                stone, 
                                                or 
                                                is 
                                                it 
                                                lime
 
                                    
                                
                                                Or 
                                                is 
                                                it 
                                                just 
                                                solid 
                                                rock?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Well, 
                                                    I 
                                                lean 
                                                into 
                                                your 
                                                hallway
 
                                    
                                
                                                Lean 
                                                against 
                                                your 
                                                velvet 
                                                door
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                watch 
                                                upon 
                                                your 
                                                scorpion
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                crawls 
                                                across 
                                                your 
                                                circus 
                                                floor.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Just 
                                                what 
                                                do 
                                                you 
                                                think 
                                                you 
                                                have 
                                                to 
                                                guard?
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                know 
                                                    I 
                                                want 
                                                your 
                                                lovin'
 
                                    
                                
                                                Honey, 
                                                but 
                                                you're 
                                                so 
                                                hard
 
                                    
                                
                                                Achilles 
                                                is 
                                                in 
                                                your 
                                                alleyway
 
                                    
                                
                                                He 
                                                don't 
                                                want 
                                                me 
                                                here
 
                                    
                                
                                                He 
                                                does 
                                                brag
 
                                    
                                
                                                He's 
                                                pointing 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                sky
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                he's 
                                                hungry, 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                man 
                                                in 
                                                drag
 
                                    
                                
                                                How 
                                                come 
                                                you 
                                                get 
                                                someone 
                                                like 
                                                him 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                your 
                                                guard?
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                know 
                                                    I 
                                                want 
                                                your 
                                                lovin'
 
                                    
                                
                                                Honey, 
                                                but 
                                                you're 
                                                so 
                                                hard
 
                                    
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