\u201cSimple Twist of Fate\u201d com Jeff Tweedy
\nM\u00fasica: Bob Dylan<\/p>\n
They sat together in the park They walked alone by the old canal. A saxophone someplace far off played He woke up; the room was bare. He hears the ticking of the clocks People tell me it\u2019s a sin
\nAs the evening sky grew dark.
\nShe looked at him and he felt a spark
\nTingle to his bones.
\nIt was then he felt alone
\nAnd wished that he\u2019d gone straight
\nAnd watched out for a simple twist of fate.<\/em><\/p>\n
\nA little confused, I remember well,
\nAnd stopped into a strange hotel with a neon burning bright.
\nHe felt the heat of the night hit him like a freight train
\nMoving with a simple twist of fate.<\/em><\/p>\n
\nAs she was walking on by the arcade
\nAs the light bust through a beat up shade
\nWhere he was waking up.
\nShe dropped a coin into the cup of a blind man at the gate
\nAnd forgot about a simple twist of fate.<\/em><\/p>\n
\nHe didn\u2019t see her anywhere.
\nHe told himself he didn\u2019t care ;pushed the window open wide;
\nFelt an emptiness inside to which he just could not relate
\nBrought on by a simple twist of fate.<\/em><\/p>\n
\nAnd walks along with a parrot that talks.
\nHunts her down by the waterfront docks
\nWhere the sailers all come in.
\nMaybe she\u2019ll pick him out again. How long must he wait
\nOne more time for a simple twist of fate.<\/em><\/p>\n
\nTo know and feel too much within.
\nI still believe she was my twin, but I lost the ring.
\nShe was born in spring, but I was born too late.
\nBlame it on a simple twist of fate.<\/em><\/p>\n