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You Say You're Looking For Someone Who'll Pick You Up Each Time You Fall, To Gather Flowers Constantly And To Come Each Time You Call, A Lover Your Life And Nothing More. But It Ain't Me, Babe.

So I Cut Off My Hair And I Rode Straight Away, To The Wild Unknown Country Where I Could Not Go Wrong.

There Are Those Who Worship Loneliness, I'm Not One Of Them In This Age Of Fiberglass I'm Searching For A Gem The Crystal Ball Up On The Wall Hasn't Shown Me Nothing Yet I've Paid The Price Of Solitude, But At Last I'm Out Of Debt

When It Came Time To Hire A Guitar Player ... I Didn't Even Have To Think About It ... Mike Bloomfield Was The Best Guitar Player I'd Ever Heard.

In Songs, You Have To Tell People About Something They Didn't See And Weren't There For, And You Have To Do It As If You Were.

I Made A Bargain With Him, The Chief In A World We Can't See. (devil)

Opportunities May Come Along For You To Convert Something -something That Exists Into Something That Didn't Yet. That Might Be The Beginning Of It. Sometimes You Just Want To Do Things Your Way, Want To See For Yourself What Lies Behind The Misty Curtain. It's Not Like You See Songs Approaching And Invite Them In. It's Not That Easy. You Want To Write Songs That Are Bigger Than Life. You Want To Say Something About Strange Things That Have Happened To You, Strange Things You Have Seen. You Have To Know And Understand Something And Then Go Past The Vernacular.

You Swore You'd Never Compromise With The Mystery Tramp, But Now You Realise He's Not Selling Any Alibis As You Stare Into The Vacuum Of His Eyes And Say, Do You Want To Make A Deal How Does It Feel

Your Mind Is A Your Temple, Keep It Beautiful And Free. Don't Let An Egg Get Laid In It By Something You Can't See.

You Get Older. You Start Having Hopes For Other People Rather Than Yourself.

Don't Wanna Marry Nobody, If They're Already Married.

I'll Let You Be In My Dreams If I Can Be In Yours.

I Think Women Rule The World And That No Man Has Ever Done Anything That A Woman Either Hasn't Allowed Him To Do Or Encouraged Him To Do.

Done So Many Evil Things In The Name Of Love, It's A Crying Shame. I Never Did See No Fire That Could Put Out A Flame.

All These People That I Used To Know, They're An Illusion To Me Now. Some Are Mathematicians, Some Are Carpenters' Wives.

You'll Find Out When You Reach The Top, You're On The Bottom.

It's East To See Without Lookin' Too Far That Not Much Is Really Sacred.

The Song Was There Before Me, Before I Came Along. I Just Sorta Came Down And Just Sorta Took It Down With A Pencil, But It Was There Before I Came Around.

His [bob Dylan] Humour Was Dry And Splendid.

We Sit Here Stranded, Though We're All Doin' Our Best To Deny It

I Can't See Myself Singing The Same Song Twice In A Row. That's Terrible.

America Was Founded On The Backs Of Slaves.

Oh, The Inmates And The Prisoners I Found They Were My Kind And It Was There Inside The Bars I Found My Peace Of Mind But The Jails They Were Too Crowded Institutions Overflowed So They Turned Me Loose To Walk Upon Life's Hurried Tangled Road

Some Things Are Too Terrible To Be True.

As He Weeps To Wicked Birds Of Prey, Who Pick Up On His Bread Crumb Sins, And There Are No Sins Inside The Gates Of Eden.

Take Me On A Trip Upon Your Magic Swirling Ship.

In The Dime Stores And Bus Stations  People Talk Of Situations  Read Books, Repeat Quotations  Draw Conclusions On The Wall  Some Speak Of The Future  My Love She Speaks Softly  She Knows There’s No Success Like Failure  And That Failure’s No Success At All -bob Dylan, “love Minus Zero / No Limit” (1965)

Creativity Has A Lot To Do With The Main Idea. Inspiration Is What Comes When You Are Dealing With The Idea. But Inspiration Won't Invite What's Not There To Begin With.

Peace Will Come With Tranquility And Splendor On The Wheels Of Fire But Will Bring Us No Reward When Her False Idols Fall.

Oh, Time Is Short And The Days Are Sweet And Passion Rules The Arrow That Flies.

In The Home Of The Brave, Jefferson Turning Over In His Grave.

A Record ... Is A Statement, It's Its Own Statement, Its Own Entity, Rather Than Being About Something Else. If I Was A Painter ... I Don't Paint The Chair, I Would Paint Feelings About The Chair.

Morality Has Nothing In Common With Politics.

When The Jelly Faced Women All Sneeze, Hear The One With The Mustache Say I Can't Find My Knees.

Fearing Not That I'd Become My Enemy In The Instant That I Preach

There's No Black And White, Left And Right To Me Anymore; There's Only Up And Down And Down Is Very Close To The Ground. And I'm Trying To Go Up Without Thinking About Anything Trivial Such As Politics. They Have Got Nothing To Do With It. I'm Thinking About The General People And When They Get Hurt.

Black And White

Adulterers In Churches And Pornography In The Schools, You Got Gangsters In Power And Lawbreakers Making Rules. When You Gonna Wake Up?

Stop All This Weeping, Swallow Your Pride/ You Will Not Die, Its Not Poison -tombstone Blues

Most Songs Have Bridges In Them, To Distract Listeners From The Main Verses Of A Song So They Don't Get Bored. My Songs Don't Have A Lot Of Bridges Because Lyric Poetry Never Had Them.

Romance Never Does Go Out Of Fashion. It's Radical. But It's Out Of Step With The Current Media Culture.

I Used To Think It's Better If You Just Live And Die And No One Knows Who You Are.

If Not For You, Winter Wouldn't Hold No Spring, Couldn't Hear A Robin Sing. I Just Wouldn't Have A Clue, If Not For You.

There's Danger In This Open World Where Men Strive To Be Free, And To Me The Greatest Danger Was In Society.

Lord Knows I've Paid My Dues Getting Through, Tangled Up In Blue.

Gold Will Never Free Your Father, The Price, My Dear, Is You Instead.

Sometimes The Silence Can Be Like Thunder.

A Brilliant 1989 Album, Oh Mercy; Some Career Retrospectives; And Two Albums Of American Folk Songs, With Just Bob Dylan And His Guitar And Harmonica. All That Culminated In The Grammy-winning Comeback Album, Time Out Of Mind (1997). Once Again, Just As Dylan Seemed To Be Out Of It, He Was Back At The Top Of His Game.

Even If You Don't Have All The Things You Want, Be Grateful For The Things You Don't Have That You Don't Want (bob Dylan's Dad)

There Are Many Here Among Us Who Feel That Life Is But A Joke. But You And I, We've Been Through That, And This Is Not Our Fate, So Let Us Not Talk Falsely Now, The Hour Is Getting Late.

Suddenly I Found You And The Spirit In Me Sings, Don't Have To Look No Further, You're The Soul Of Many Things.

The Future For Me Is Already A Thing Of The Past - You Were My First Love And You Will Be My Last

If You Wanted To, It Would Be Easy To Find Some Crappy Lyrics [of Bob Dylan] From The Eighties To Undermine The Nobel Prize.

Forget The Dead You've Left, They Will Not Follow You.

Opportunities May Come Along For You To Convert Something - Something That Exists Into Something That Didn't Yet. That Might Be The Beginning Of It.

I Was Lingering Out On The Pavement. There Was A Missing Person Inside Of Myself And I Needed To Find Him . . . I Felt Done For, An Empty Burned-out Wreck . . . Wherever I Am, I'm A '60s Troubadour, A Folk-rock Relic, A Wordsmith From Bygone Days, A Fictitious Head Of State From A Place Nobody Knows.

The Executioner's Face Is Always Well Hidden.

Old New York City Is A Friendly Old Town From Washington Heights To Harlem On Down There's A-mighty Many People All Millin' All Around They'll Kick You When You're Up And Knock You When You're Down It's Hard Times In The City Livin' Down In New York Town

Everything Passes, Everything Changes, Just Do What You Think You Should Do.

So, I Don't Know. I Think So. It's All In The Heart, Whatever Keeps You That Way. Keeps You Forever Young. Forever Young Doesn't Necessarily Mean That You Don't Grow Old, But You Just Have Some Contact With What Put You Where You Are. You Know, Keep Some Type Of Contact. Anyway...

Stay Free Of Petty Jealousies, Live By No Man's Code, And Hold Your Judgment For Yourself, Lest You Wind Up On This Road.

Truth Is An Arrow And The Gate Is Narrow That It Passes Through.

People Think That Singing And Playing Is Easy. It's Not. It's Easy To Strum Along, But If You Actually Want To Really Play, Where It's Important, That's A Hard Thing And Not Too Many People Are Good At It.

Ain't It Hard When You Discover That, He Wasn't Really Where It's At, After He Took From You Everything He Could Steal. How Does It Feel?

Let Me Feel Your Love One More Time Before I Abandon It.

Jesus, That Ear. He Should Donate It To The Smithsonian. Brian Wilson, He Made All His Records With Four Tracks, But You Couldn't Make His Records If You Had A Hundred Tracks Today.

I Became Interested In Folk Music Because I Had To Make It Somehow.

When I Think Of Mystery, I Don't Think About Myself. I Think Of The Universe, Like Why Does The Moon Rise When The Sun Falls? Caterpillars Turn Into Butterflies? I Really Haven't Remained A Recluse.

Peace Is The Time It Takes To Reload Your Rifle.

Love Is All There Is, It Makes The World Go Around. Love And Only Love, It Can't Be Denied.

Some People Are Called To Be A Good Sailor. Some People Have A Calling To Be A Good Tiller Of The Land. Some People Are Called To Be A Good Friend. You Have To Be The Best At Whatever You Are Called At. Whatever You Do. You Ought To Be The Best At It – Highly Skilled. It's About Confidence, Not Arrogance. You Have To Know That You're The Best Whether Anybody Else Tells You That Or Not. And That You'll Be Around, In One Way Or Another, Longer Than Anybody Else. Somewhere Inside Of You, You Have To Believe That.

As I Stepped To The Stage To Pick Up My Degree, And The Locusts Sang Off In The Distance.

The One Who Is Not Being Born Is Dying.

Every Day Your Memory Grows Dimmer - It Doesn't Haunt Me Like It Did Before.

You Hear A Lot About God These Days: God, The Beneficent; God, The All-great; God, The Almighty; God, The Most Powerful; God, The Giver Of Life; God, The Creator Of Death. I Mean, We're Hearing About God All The Time, So We Better Learn How To Deal With It. But If We Know Anything About God, God Is Arbitrary.

The Enemy Is Subtle, How Be It We Are So Deceived, When Truth's In Our Hearts And We Still Don't Believe.

Let Me Drink From The Waters Where The Mountain Streams Flood Let The Smell Of Wildflowers Flow Free Through My Blood Let Me Sleep In Your Meadows With The Green Grassy Leaves Let Me Walk Down The Highway With My Brother In Peace Let Me Die In My Footsteps Before I Go Down Under The Ground.

You're Gonna Have To Serve Somebody.

I'm Not Going To Read Any Of These Magazines. I Mean, Because They've Just Got Too Much To Lose By Printing The Truth. You Know That.

I See Through Your Brain Like I See Through The Water That Runs Down The Drain.

When You Got Nothing, You Got Nothin' To Lose You're Invisible Now, You Got No Secrets To Conceal.

The Picture You Have In Your Mind Of What You're About Will Come True.

Satan Will Give You A Little Taste, Then He'll Move In With Rapid Speed.

Thinking Of A Series Of Dreams Where The Time And The Tempo Fly And There's No Exit In Any Direction 'cept The One That You Can't See With Your Eyes

The Dirt Of Gossip Blows Into My Face And The Dust Rumors Cover Me. But If The Arrow Is Straight And The Point Is Slick, It Can Pierce Through Dust No Matter How Thick.

Disillusioned Words Like Bullets Bark As Human Gods Aim For Their Mark.

The Battle Outside Raging Will Soon Shake Your Windows And Rattle Your Walls.

The Government's Not Going To Create Jobs. It Doesn't Have To. People Have To Create Jobs.

My Songs Were Influenced Not So Much By Poetry On The Page But By Poetry Being Recited By The Poets Who Recited Poems With Jazz Bands.

They Self-inflict Punishment On Their Own Broken Lives, Put Their Faith In Their Possessions, In Their Jobs, Or Their Wives.

Don't Criticize What You Can't Understand.

Don't Put My Faith In Nobody, Not Even A Scientist.

The Land Of Milk And Honey, They Say It Is The Land Of Money.

It Takes A Lot To Laugh, It Takes A Train To Cry

Bob Dylan Wrote In His Elliptical Memoir, Chronicles: Volume One, He Was Washed Up In The 1980s, No Longer A Commercial Success, And No Longer Putting Out Good Work.

You’re A Cow Give Me Some Milk Or Else Go Home

My Songs Always Sound A Lot Better In Person Than They Do On The Record.

I Saw Ten Thousand Talkers Whose Tongues Were All Broken, I Saw Guns And Sharp Swords In The Hands Of Young Children, And It's A Hard, It's A Hard, It's A Hard, It's A Hard, It's A Hard Rain's A-gonna Fall.

How Many Roads Must A Man Walk Down, Before You Call Him A Man? How Many Seas Must A White Dove Sail, Before She Sleeps In The Sand? Yes, And How Many Times Must The Cannon Balls Fly, Before They're Forever Banned?

A Poem Is A Naked Person... Some People Say That I Am A Poet.

Everybody Knows By Now That There's A Gazillion Books On Me Either Out Or Coming Out In The Near Future. So I'm Encouraging Anybody Who's Ever Met Me, Heard Me Or Even Seen Me, To Get In On The Action And Scribble Their Own Book. You Never Know, Somebody Might Have A Great Book In Them.

In The Valley Of The Giants Where The Stars And Stripes Explode, The Peaches They Were Sweet And The Milk And Honey Flowed.

I Just Try To Understand That Tomorrow Is Another Day.

I Said, You Know They Refused Jesus, Too. He Said, You're Not Him.

Last Night I Danced With A Stranger, But She Just Reminded Me You Were The One.

She Can Play My Guitar Note For Note, She Likes To Stick Her Tongue Down My Throat.

There Would Be Brilliant Songs, But, As [bob] Dylan Admitted On The Recent Martin Scorsese Documentary About Him (no Direction Home), The Specific Muse That Inspired "it's Alright Ma" Would Not Return.

Well The Book Of Leviticus And Deuteronomy, The Law Of The Jungle And The Sea Are Your Only Teachers.

If You're Looking To Get Silly, You Better Go Back To From Where You Came. Because The Cops Don't Need You And Man They Expect The Same.

People Today Are Still Living Off The Table Scraps Of The Sixties. They Are Still Being Passed Around - The Music And The Ideas.

A Lot Of People From The Press Want To Talk To Me, But They Never Do.

Sing Your Praise Of Progress And The Doom Machine, The Naked Truth Is Still Taboo Whenever It Can Be Seen.

My Best Songs Were Written Very Quickly. Just About As Much Time As It Takes To Write It Down Is About As Long As It Takes To Write It...in Writing Songs I've Learned As Much From Cezanne As I Have From Woody Guthrie...it's Not Me, It's The Songs. I'm Just The Postman, I Deliver The Songs...i Consider Myself A Poet First And A Musician Second. I Live Like A Poet And I'll Die Like A Poet.

Technology To Wipe Out Truth Is Now Available. Not Everybody Can Afford It But It's Available. When The Cost Comes Down, Look Out!

It May Look Like I'm Moving But I'm Standing Still.

Clowns To The Left Of Me, Jokers To The Right, Here I Am.

Stuck In The Middle

Who Killed Davey Moore? Why And What's The Reason For?

I Say There're No Depressed Words Just Depressed Minds.

It's Very Tiring Having Other People Tell You How Much They Dig You If You Yourself Don't Dig You.

A Poem Is A Naked Person.

It Is The First Line That Gives The Inspiration And Then It's Like Riding A Bull. Either You Just Stick With It, Or You Don't.

You I Am Sure Will Forgive Me For Sincerely Remarking That You Might Curb Your Magnanimity And Be More Of An Artist, And 'load Every Rift' Of Your Subject With Ore.

The Answer Is Blowin' In The Wind.

There's Beauty In The Silver Singing River There's Beauty In The Sunrise In The Sky But None Of These And Nothing Else Can Match The Beauty That I Remember In My True Love's Eyes

Some Formulas Are Too Complex And I Don't Want Anything To Do With Them.

And I'll Know My Song Well Before I Start Singing

Someone Handed Me Mexico City Blues In St. Paul [minnesota] In 1959 And It Blew My Mind. It Was The First Poetry That Spoke My Own Language.

Through The Mad Mystic Hammering Of The Wild Ripping Hail The Sky Cracked Its Poems In Naked Wonder

Everything In New Orleans Is A Good Idea.

I Stopped Smoking. When I Stopped Smoking, My Voice Changed... So Drastically, I Couldn't Believe It Myself.

They Asked Me For Some Collateral And I Pulled Down My Pants.

I'm Sick Of Giving Creeps Money Off My Soul.

Every Man's Conscience Is Vile And Depraved / You Cannot Depend On It To Be Your Guide When It’s You Who Must Keep It Satisfied.

It's Mighty Funny. The End Of Time Has Just Begun.

You'll Find God In The Church Of Your Choice, You'll Find Woody Guthrie In The Brooklyn State Hospital.

Shakespeare's Last Play Was Called The Tempest. It Wasn't Called Just Plain Tempest. The Name Of My Record Is Just Plain Tempest. It's Two Different Titles.

I Never Read Freud. I've Never Been Attracted To Anything He Has Said, And I Think He's Started A Lot Of Nonsense With Psychiatry And That Business. I Don't Think Psychiatry Can Help Or Has Helped Anybody. I Think It's A Big Fraud (pun Not Intended) On The Public.

I Was Lookin' High An' Low For Them Reds Everywhere, I Was Lookin' In The Sink An' Underneath The Chair. I Looked Way Up My Chimney Hole, I Even Looked Deep Inside My Toilet Bowl.

What Drives Me To You, Drives Me Insane.

It Goes Back To The Destiny Thing.i Made A Bargain With It, You Know, A Long Time Ago. And I'm Holding Up My End.

How Many Times Have You Heard Someone Say If I Had His Money I'd Do Things My Way Hmm, But Little They Know Hmm, It's So Hard To Find One Rich Man In Ten With A Satisfied Mind.

Michelangelo Indeed Could Have Carved Out Your Features.

A Cat's Meow And Cow's Moo, I Can Recite Them All.

She Speaks With A Stutter And She And She Walks With A Hop. I Don't Know Why I Love Her, But I Just Can't Stop.

Art Is The Perpetual Motion Of Illusion. The Highest Purpose Of Art Is To Inspire. What Else Can You Do? What Else Can You Do For Any One But Inspire Them?

The Corporations Have Taken Over. Even In The Recording Studio. Actually, The Corporate Companies Have Taken Over American Life Most Everywhere. Go Coast To Coast And You Will See People Wearing The Same Clothes, Thinking The Same Thoughts, Eating The Same Food. Everything Is Processed.

I Gave Her My Heart But She Wanted My Soul.

No Reason To Get Excited,' The Thief, He Kindly Spoke, There Are Many Here Among Us Who Feel That Life Is But A Joke.

The Inmates And Prisoners, I Found They Were My Kind, And It Was There Inside The Bars I Found My Peace Of Mind.

But Even The President Of The United States Sometimes Must Have To Stand Naked.

I'm Sittin' On My Watch So I Can Be On Time.

If You Want To Keep Your Memories, You First Have To Live Them.

Chaos Is A Friend Of Mine.

I Like Spiritual Songs. They Struck Me As Truthful And Serious. They Brought Me Down To Earth And They Lifted Me Up All In The Same Moment.

You Call Yourself What You Want To Call Yourself. This Is The Land Of The Free.

Land Of The Free

Lay Down The Song You Strum, And Rest Yourself 'neath The Strength Of Strings No Voice Can Hope To Hum.

How Many Times Can A Man Turn His Head, And Pretend That He Just Doesn't See?

Unanswered Questions

People Talk About Frank Sinatra All The Time - And They Should Talk About Frank - But He Had The Greatest Arrangers. They Worked For Him In A Different Kind Of Way Than They Worked For Other People. They Gave Him Arrangements That Are Just Sublime On Every Level. And He, Of Course, Could Match That Because He Had This Ability To Get Inside Of The Song In A Sort Of A Conversational Way. Frank Sang To You, Not At You, Like So Many Pop Singers Today. Even Singers Of Standards.

She Knows There's No Success Like Failure, And That Failure's No Success At All.

In Writing Songs, I've Learned As Much From Cezanne As I Have From Woody Guthrie.

Yesterday's Just A Memory, Tomorrow Is Never What It's Supposed To Be.

I Have Always Believed That Fame Is A Curse. I Never Envied One Of The Famous People I've Known.

But I Would Not Feel So All Alone, Everybody Must Get Stoned.

It Will Scramble Your Head And Drag Your Brain About, Sometimes You Gotta Do Like Elvis Did And Shoot The Damn Thing Out.

If You Choose To Live Outside The Law, You Must Obey The Law More Stringently Than Anyone.

When You Think That You Lost Everything You Find Out You Can Always Lose A Little More.

Lost Everything

You Have To Work Out Where Your Place Is. And Who You Are. But We're All Spirit. That's All We Are, We're Just Walking Dressed Up In A Suit Of Skin, And We're Going To Leave That Behind.

One Who Sings With His Tongue On Fire, Gargles In The Rat Race Choir.

Come Senators, Congressmen, Please Heed The Call, Don't Stand In The Doorway, Don't Block Up The Hall, For He That Gets Hurt, Will Be He Who Has Stalled, The Battle Outside Ragin', Will Soon Shake Your Windows And Rattle Your Walls, For The Times They Are A-changin'...

One Should Never Be Where One Does Not Belong.

Mama, Put My Guns In The Ground, I Can't Shoot Them Anymore. That Long Black Cloud Is Coming Down.

A Lot Of People Say There Is No Happiness In This Life And Certainly There's No Permanent Happiness. But Self-sufficiency Creates Happiness.

Being On Tour Is Like Being In Limbo. It's Like Going From Nowhere To Nowhere.

Nowhere To Turn

I Think Of Rock 'n' Roll As A Combination Of Country Blues And Swing Band Music, Not Chicago Blues, And Modern Pop.

You Say Love Is Just A Four Letter Word.

Back Seat Drivers Don’t Know The Feel Of The Wheel But They Sho’ Know How To Make A Fuss" Bob Dylan/bonnie Raitt, “let’s Keep It Between Us,” 1982

It Wouldn't Kill You To Stay The Night Anyway.

Why Wait Any Longer For The One You Love When He’s Standing In Front Of You

Half Of The People Can Be Part Right All Of The Time, Some Of The People Can Be All Right Part Of The Time. I Think Abraham Lincoln Said That. 'i'll Let You Be In My Dreams If I Can Be In Yours,' I Said That.

Socialism, Hypnotism, Patriotism, Materialism, Fools Making Laws For The Breaking Of Jaws.

You're Going To Die. You're Going To Be Dead. It Could Be 20 Years, It Could Be Tomorrow, Anytime. So Am I. I Mean, We're Just Going To Be Gone. The World's Going To Go On Without Us. All Right, Now. You Do Your Job In The Face Of That, And How Seriously You Take Yourself, You Decide For Yourself.

Without Freedom Of Speech, I Might Be In The Swamp

Freedom Of Speech

The People In My Songs Are All Me.

Passion Is A Young Man's Game. Young People Can Be Passionate. Older People Gotta Be More Wise.

God Is In Heaven, And We All Want What's His. But Power And Greed And Corruptible Seed Seem To Be All That There Is.

You Learn From A Conglomeration Of The Incredible Past - Whatever Experience Gotten In Any Way Whatsoever.

I Don't Think The Human Mind Can Comprehend The Past And The Future. They Are Both Just Illusions That Can Manipulate You Into Thinking There's Some Kind Of Change.

Let Me Ask You One Question Is Your Money That Good Will It Buy You Forgiveness Do You Think That It Could I Think You Will Find When Your Death Takes Its Toll All The Money You Made Will Never Buy Back Your Soul

Can You Please Crawl Out Your Window? Use Your Arms And Your Legs, It Won't Ruin You

On The Stone That Remains Carved Next To His Name, His Epitaph Plain, Only A Pawn In Their Game.

Art Is A Never-ending Dance Of Illusions.

Bob Dylan Wasn't A Big Star Early On; It Was The Release Of His Greatest Hits Album In 1967, And The Mainstream Success Of The Stoner Anthem "rainy Day Women #12 & 35" ("everybody Must Get Stoned!"), That Really Put Him On The Mainstream Map.

I Just Wanted A Song To Sing, And There Came A Point Where I Couldn't Sing Anything...nobo Dy Else Was Writing What I Wanted To Sing. I Couldn't Find It Anywhere. If I Could I Probably Would Never Have Started Writing.

I Saw Him Making Love To You, You Forgot To Close The Garage Door.

Everyone Of Them Words Rang True And Glowed Like Burning Coal, Pouring Off Every Page Like It Was Written In My Soul From Me To You.

Sometimes I Wonder What It's Gonna Take To Find Dignity.

Obscenity, Who Really Cares. Propaganda, All Is Phony.

Take Care Of All Your Memories. For You Cannot Relive Them.

The Warrior Who's Strength Is Not To Fight.

People Don't Live Or Die, People Just Float.

You Were Born With A Snake In Both Of Your Fists While A Hurricane Was Blowing.

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