"Temporary Like Achilles" Take 3 (3/9/1966) Songtext
von Bob Dylan

Standing on your window, honey
Staring at your second door
Tryna get to you tonight
Yes, I′ve been here before
How come you don't send me no regards?
You know I want your lovin′
Honey, why are you so hard?

Kneeling 'neath your ceiling
Yes, I guess I'll be here for a while
Trying to read your poetry
I′m helpless like a rich man′s child
How come you send someone to get me barred?
You know I want your lovin'
Honey, why are you so hard?


Like a poor fool in his prime
I know you can hear me walk
But is your heart made out of stone? Or is it lime?
Or is it solid rock?

I lean into your alleyway
I lean against your velvet door
I watch upon your scorpion
Who crawls across your circus floor
How come you send somebody out to guard?
Well, you know I want your lovin′
Honey, why are you so hard?

Achilles in your hallway
He don't want me here, he brags
He′s pointing to the sky
And he's hungry like a man in drag
How come you get somebody like him to be your guard?
You know I want your lovin′
Honey, but you're so hard