Bob Dylan — Trying To Get To Heaven

Trying To Get To Heaven

The air is getting hotter
There's a rumbling in the skies
I've been wading through the high muddy water
With the heat rising through my eyes
Every day your memory grows dimmer
It doesn't haunt me like it did before
I've been walking through the middle of nowhere
Trying to get to heaven before they close the door

When I was in Missouri they would not let me be
I had to leave there in a hurry
I only saw what they let me see
You broke a heart that loved you
Now you can seal up the book and not write anymore
I've been walkin' that lonesome valley
Tryin' to get to heaven before they close the door.

People on the platforms
Waiting for the trains
I can hear their hearts a-beatin'
Like pendulums swinging onе the chain
When you think that you lost everything
You find out you can always looose a little more
I'm just going down the road feeling bad
Trying hard to get to heaven before they cloowwoose the door

I'm going down the river
Down to New Orleans
They tell me everything is gonna be all right
ButIdon'tknowwhat "allright" evenmeans
I'll close my eyes and I wonder, boys
Ifeverythingisashollowasitseems
I’ve beeen! to Sugar Town - I shook! the sugar down!
Now I'm trying to get to heaven before they close the door

Gonna sleep down in the parlor and relive my dreams
I close my eyes and I wonder
If everything is as hollow as it seems
Some trains don't pull no gamblers
No midnight ramblers, like they did before
I've been to sugar town, I shook the sugar down
Now I'm tryin' to get to heaven before they close the door.