Mr. tambourine man

Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
Im not sleepy and there is no place Im going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning Ill come followin you.
Though I know that evenins empire has returned into sand,
Vanished from my hand,
Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping.
My weariness amazes me , Im branded on my feet,
I have no one to meet
And the ancient empty streets too dead for dreaming.
Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin ship,
My senses have been stripped, my hands cant feel to grip,
My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels
To be wanderin.
Im ready to go anywhere, Im ready for to fade
Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way,
I promise to go under it.
Though you might hear laughin, spinnin, swingin madly across the sun,
Its not aimed at anyone, its just escapin on the run
And but for the sky there are no fences facin.
And if you hear vague traces of skippin reels of rhyme
To your tambourine in time, its just a ragged clown behind,
I wouldnt pay it any mind, its just a shadow youre
Seein that hes chasing.
Then take me disappearin through the smoke rings of my mind,
Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves ,
The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach,
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow.
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free,
Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands,
With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves,
Let me forget about today until tomorrow.