Bob Dylan Lame Quotations

Blame it on a simple twist of fate.

Crimson flames tied through my ears rolling high and mighty traps, pounced with fire on flaming roads using ideas as my maps.

Done so many evil things in the name of love, it's a crying shame. I never did see no fire that could put out a flame.

When you cease to exist, then who will you blame?

I gaze into the doorway of temptation's angry flame And every time I pass that way I always hear my name