The more I listen to this album, the more I am mesmerized by the violin and by the vocals of Emmylou Harris. The entire album is a prime example of how, when taken individually, the songs seem random and not necessarily among Dylan’s strongest, but when taken together, they form a more cohesive set of stories, more concretely linked by their musical similarities. Accomplishing something like this takes more than just songwriting skill or musical talent: it takes vision.
Your sister sees the future Like your mama and yourself. You’ve never learned to read or write There’s no books upon your shelf.