Changing Of The Guards Lyrics - Street Legal - Bob Dylan

Sixteen years, 

Sixteen banners united over the field 

Where the good shepherd grieves. 

Desperate men, desperate women divided, 

Spreading their wings 'neath the falling leaves. 

Fortune calls. 

I stepped forth from the shadows, to the marketplace, 

Merchants and thieves, hungry for power, my last deal gone down. 

She's smelling sweet like the meadows where she was born, 

On midsummer's eve, near the tower. 

The cold-blooded moon. 

The captain waits above the celebration 

Sending his thoughts to a beloved maid 

Whose ebony face is beyond communication. 

The captain is down but still believing that his love will be repaid. 

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They shaved her head. 

She was torn between Jupiter and Apollo. 

A messenger arrived with a black nightingale. 

I seen her on the stairs and I couldn't help but follow, 

Follow her down past the fountain where they lifted her veil. 

I stumbled to my feet. 

I rode past destruction in the ditches 

With the stitches still mending 'neath a heart-shaped tattoo. 

Renegade priests and treacherous young witches 

Were handing out the flowers that I'd given to you. 

The palace of mirrors 

Where dog soldiers are reflected, 

The endless road and the wailing of chimes, 

The empty rooms where her memory is protected, 

Where the angels' voices whisper to the souls of previous times. 

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She wakes him up 

Forty-eight hours later, the sun is breaking 

Near broken chains, mountain laurel and rolling rocks. 

She's begging to know what measures he now will be taking. 

He's pulling her down and she's clutching on to his long golden locks. 

Gentlemen, he said, 

I don't need your organization, I've shined your shoes, 

I've moved your mountains and marked your cards 

But Eden is burning, either get ready for elimination 

Or else your hearts must have the courage for the changing of the guards. 

Peace will come 

With tranquility and splendor on the wheels of fire 

But will offer no reward when her false idols fall 

And cruel death surrenders with its pale ghost retreating 

Between the King and the Queen of Swords.