Bob Dylan - Desolation Row  lyrics | analysis   i take no credit for lyrics or analysis (or anything else on this thing for that matter). peace/love to all
the Row has many names and assumes many forms. It is constant, and it is ever-changing. it is reality, and it is imagination. it is rejection, and it is acceptance. it is desolation, and it is free, unshackled jubilation.
the Row harnesses the collective creative energies of our entire universe. it is the powerful--yet undefinable--presence inside each and every one of us, the voice that calls us, begs us to embrace our unique artistic potential and challenge the cruelty and the banality of mainstream society. it provides a haven and an inspiration for the ingenuity and the vision that exist within all of us and furnishes an environment where we can cast away the trammels of reality and embrace of the limitless canvas of imagination and fantasy.
the Row, dear reader, offers true and invulnerable happiness and definite, exhilarating purpose. my friend, I invite to embrace the ipseity that lies dormant deep within your soul. To dream, to hope, to create.... come with me, to the Row.    hide
i look at you now as you float on a cloud
as i swim in your eyes, i know not where im bound
but from your sweet lips i hear heaven's holy sound