thread of timothée chalamet’s gq shoot x bob dylan lyrics

how many roads must a man walk down

a hard rain’s a-gonna fall

i’m going to woodstock, it's the aquarian age

well, i been up all night leanin' on the windowsill

to gather flowers constantly
and to come each time you call

once upon a time you dressed so fine

flowers on the hillside, bloomin' crazy crickets talkin' back and forth in rhyme, blue river runnin' slow and lazy

i stood unwound beneath the skies and clouds, unbound by laws

well, i’ll do anything in this god almighty world if you just let me follow you down

every nerve in my body is so naked and numb i can't even remember what it was I came here to get away from

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