Bob Dylan is a messianic shaman of the soul. I can't think of one other artist as direct-through-indirectness as he is. This song perfectly showcases his talents as a mediator between the human world and the spirit world. It's almost a crazed repent to the woman who was always there with the warm soup when he got home. And he'd been out shagging a billion busty maidens, and when she finally saw how terrible he was she went, "I'm splittin'" but this would be an infinite regress. He's howling like the blues and rockin' the hearts of thousands to this day. True magic, Mr. Dylan. Wondrous melody.
Bob Dylan is a messianic shaman of the soul. I can't think of one other artist as direct-through-indirectness as he is. This song perfectly showcases his talents as a mediator between the human world and the spirit world. It's almost a crazed repent to the woman who was always there with the warm soup when he got home. And he'd been out shagging a billion busty maidens, and when she finally saw how terrible he was she went, "I'm splittin'" but this would be an infinite regress. He's howling like the blues and rockin' the hearts of thousands to this day. True magic, Mr. Dylan. Wondrous melody.