There is no original Dylan video of this nor a decent cover, so it's the words that matter anyway. It's called Bob Dylan's Dream. My two best friends and I use to listen to it and play it back then. We were the Three Musketeers or something. Inseparable. Laughing, goofing off and having the times of our life. We were kids out for adventure. We were young and would always remain so and remain best friends. Old age was our grandparents. One died four weeks ago today. The second died two weeks ago today. I'm up to bat, so here is the song.
While riding on a train goin west
I fell asleep for to take my rest
I dreamed a dream that made me sad
Concerning myself and the first few friends I had
With half-damp eyes I stared to the room
Where my friends and I spent many an afternoon
Where we together weathered many a storm
Laughin and singin till the early hours of the morn
By the old wooden stove where our hats was hung
Our words were told, our songs were sung
Where we longed for nothin and were quite satisfied
Talkin and a-jokin about the world outside
With haunted hearts through the heat and cold
We never thought we could ever get old
We thought we could sit forever in fun
But our chances really was a million to one
As easy it was to tell black from white
It was all that easy to tell wrong from right
And our choices were few and the thought never hit
That the one road we traveled would ever shatter and split
How many a year has passed and gone
And many a gamble has been lost and won
And many a road taken by many a friend
And each one Ive never seen again
I wish, I wish, I wish in vain
That we could sit simply in that room again
Ten thousand dollars at the drop of a hat
Id give it all gladly if our lives could be like tha