IC was thiGnkin' of a seriesC of dreams WChere noGthing comes up to Cthe top ECverythingG stays down where it's wouCnded AFnd comes to a permanent stop WCasn't thinking of anything specific LFike in a dream when someone wakes up and screams NCothing too very scientific JGust thinkin' of a seCries of dreams Thinkin' of a series of dreams Where the time and the tempo drag (fly)* And there's no exit in any direction Except the one that you can't see with your eyes Wasn't makin' and great connection Wasn't fallin' for any intricate scheme Nothing that would pass inspection I's just thinkin' of a series of dreamsStandard guitar tuning:EADGBENo capo
ChorusDAmreams where Fthe umbrella is foldCed AAmnd inFto the path you are hCurled AAmnd the carFds are no good that youC're holdin' UGnless they're from another world In one, the surface was frozen In another, I witnessed a crime In one, I was running, and in another All I seemed to be doing was climb Wasn't lookin' for any special assistance Not going through any great extremes I'd already gone the distance Just thinkin' of a series of dreams
C G C C FIC'd already gone the distance JGust thinkin' of a Cseries of CdreaGms C JCust thinkin' ofG a series of dreaCms JCust thinkin' oGf a series of dreaCms NOTE: I saw one version of lyrics that had "fly" instead of "drag". Fly would make it rhyme, but Dylan obviously says drag. FROM: The Bootleg Series 1-3, this song recorded 1989.