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Those who never got to experienced the 80's will NEVER understand how amazing it was. Life was a blast and the music... will NEVER be duplicated! The dancing, the music, the movies, candy and the girls. I could go on for hours.

I miss the 80's.


 

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Those who never got to experienced the 80's will NEVER understand how amazing it was. Life was a blast and the music... will NEVER be duplicated! The dancing, the music, the movies, candy and the girls. I could go on for hours.

I miss the 80's.




They were great. The most fun time of my life was in the 1980's

 

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Chimes of Freedom by Bob Dylan
For a Human Rights Benefit Concert (1988)
Featuring Various Artists



Far between sundown's finish
An' midnights broken toll
We ducked inside the doorway, thunder crashing

As majestic bells of bolts
Struck shadows in the sound
Seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing

Flashing for the warriors whose strength is not to fight
Flashing for the refugees on the unarmed road of flight
An' for each an' every underdog soldier in the night
An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing


Even though a cloud's white curtain
In a far-off corner flashed
An' the hypnotic splattered mist Was slowly lifting
Electric light still struck like arrows, fired but for the ones
Condemned to drift or else be kept from drifting

Tolling for the searching ones, on their speechless, seeking trail
For the lonesome-hearted lovers with too personal a tale
An' for each unharmful, gentle soul misplaced inside a jail
An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing


Starry-eyed an' laughing as I recall when we were caught
Trapped by no track of hours for they hanged suspended
As we listened one last time an' we watched with one last look
Spellbound an' swallowed 'til the tolling ended

Tolling for the aching ones whose wounds cannot be nursed
For the countless confused, accused, misused, strung-out ones an' worse
An' for every hung-up person in the whole wide universe
An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing
 
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