As He Weeps To Wicked Birds Of

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

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.

And It's A Hard, It's A Hard, It's A Hard, It's A Hard, It's A Hard Rain Gonna Fall.

I Been Meek, And Hard Like An Oak, I Seen Pretty People Disappear Like Smoke. Friends Will Arrive, Friends Will Disappear. If You Want Me, Honey Baby, I'll Be Here.

If I Could Have Any Job In The World, I'd Start Out By Writing A Blog On Wired.com.