Lyrics Bob Dylan – Temporary Like Achilles

Standing on your window honey
Yes, I’ve been here before
Feeling so harmless
I’m looking at your second door

Kneeling ‘neath your ceiling
Yes, I guess I’ll be here for a while
I’m trying’ to read your portrait, but
I’m helpless, like a rich man’s child
How come you send someone out to have me barred ?
You know I want your lovin’
Honey, why are you so hard ?

Like a poor fool in his prime
Yes, I know you can hear me walk
But is your heart made out of stone, or is it lime
Or is it just solid rock ?

Well, I rush into your hallway
Lean against your velvet door
I watch upon your scorpion
Who crawls across your circus floor
Just what do you think you have to guard ?
You know I want your lovin’
Honey, but you’re so hard.

Achilles is in your alleyway
He don’t want me here
He does brag
He’s pointing to the sky
And he’s hungry, like a man in drag