ringo starr de los 80(musica de la buena)este si q es un remix total,)

Ringo Starr , Photograph

The Bob Dylan Experience, live in action at Golddust Studios, Bromley, UK.

Like A Rolling Stone

Bob Dylan - House of the Rising Sun

blowing in the wind [bob dylan]

Mr Tambourine Man - Bob Dylan

Cat Stevens - Father and Son Original

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Mrs. Robinson

Stuck Tracks

by 4Me2BeFree

🔻 Song Insight

“Stuck Tracks” explores the space between longing and acceptance—a gentle, acoustic ballad about two souls navigating love and distance. The lyrics drift between memories and hopes, threading together moments of vulnerability, disconnection, and the quiet ache of wanting more. Instead of resolving into a fairytale, the song invites the listener to inhabit the uncertainty and beauty of waiting, letting every abstract image become a mirror for their own journey. It’s a piece meant for quiet nights, where the smallest details can echo with meaning.

🔻 Lyrics
[Verse 1]  
I made real how I feel  
A part in me I healed  
Expecting different actions  
Finding a needed distraction

[Verse 2]  
The way you talk, no matter my part  
Kicked out from under  
Another changed heart  
I saw a life I could remember  
Warm skin, a tender bliss  
Flashes—stuttered lips uttered  
Morning hugs I miss

[Chorus]  
Bring out the light we need  
Lost in the fold between  
Your eyes, a world unseen  
Caught in the spaces, in the dream

[Verse 3]  
Edges crisp, weathered in time  
Seeing you—my lifeline, no lies  
Braided and folded, intertwined  
Dreams drifting behind my eyes

Both stuck—tracks, it’s true  
Nothing in blood, just you  
Standing alone, nothing new  
Building back a bond we do

[Bridge]  
A boat, love at its brink  
They fly while others sink  
Raise one last drink  
Hearts are parts that link  
Photo of emotions you hold  
Let this fold into something we know

[Outro]  
Whispers past an old tale  
Nothing better, it’s pale  
Colors shower in the new  
Silence on lips—if they only knew  
The silence captures you  
Note rings the bells of truth  
Nothing left, just blue skies  
Reflecting light in your green eyes


🔻 4Me2BeFree

With “Stuck Tracks,” 4Me2BeFree continues to transform real emotions into cinematic storytelling. Our music is a home for anyone who’s ever felt in-between—offering honesty, beauty, and space to breathe. Each song is an invitation to experience the world as we see it: layered, complex, and endlessly relatable.

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Stuck Tracks

BOB DYLAN - Hurricane

Blowin' In The Wind (Bob Dylan)

Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
People'd call, say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall"
You thought they were all kiddin' you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin' out
Now you don't talk so loud
Now you don't seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it
You said you'd never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
He's not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And ask him do you want to make a deal?

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
When they all did tricks for you
You never understood that it ain't no good
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain't it hard when you discover that
He really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything he could steal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things
But you'd better lift your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
When you ain't got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

Mr Tambourine Man - Bob Dylan

Chad SugarMill Reiners