The Byrds
The Byrds - My Back Pages songtekst
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Crimson flames tied through my ears Rolling high and mighty trapped Countless fire and flaming roads Using ideas as my maps "We'll meet on edges soon," said I Proud 'neath heated brow Ah, but I was so much older then I'm younger than that now Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth "Rip down all hate," I screamed Lies that life is black and white Spoke from my skull, I dreamed Romantic facts of musketeers Foundationed deep, somehow Ah, but I was so much older then I'm younger than that now In a soldier's stance, I aimed my hand At the mongrel dogs who teach Fearing not I'd become my enemy In the instant that I preached Sisters led by confusion boats Mutiny from stern to bow Ah, but I was so much older then I'm younger than that now Ah, but I was so much older then I'm younger than that now Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats Too noble to neglect Deceived me into thinking I had something to protect Good and bad, I define these terms Quite clear, no doubt, somehow Ah, but I was so much older then I'm younger than that now