Dylan said to God...

Estaba escuchando esa obra maestra que es "Workingman's Blues #2" y, de repente, sentí que estaba espiando una conversación entre Dylan y Dios, cuando le dice:

I can see for myself that the sun is sinking,
How I wish you were here to see.
Tell me now: am I wrong in thinking
That you have forgotten me?

Now they worry and they hurry and they fuss and they fret,
They waste your nights and days.
Them, I will forget,
But you, I'll remember always.

Old memories of you to me have clung,
You've wounded me with your words:
Gonna have to straighten out your tongue.
It's all true, everything you've heard.

Porque escribir a un amor que te ha olvidado es lo mismo que rezar a un dios perdido.