TIME PASSES SLOWLY- Bob Dylan Time passes slowly up here in the mountains We sit beside bridges and walk beside fountains Catch the wild fishes that float through the stream Time passes slowly when you're lost in a dream Once I had a sweetheart she was fine and good lookin' We sat in her kitchen while her mama was cookin Stared out the window to the stars high above Time passes slowly when you're searchin' for love BRIDGE: Ain't no reason to go in a wagon to town Ain't no reason to go to the fair Ain't no reason to go up, ain't no reason to go down Ain't no reason to go anywhere Time passes slowly up here in the daylight We stare straight ahead and try so hard to stay right Like the red rose of summer that blooms in the day Time passes slowly and fades away : 2 2 4 4 5 2 (from New Morning, 1970) (sent by Harlan at harlant@hawaii.edu)