[bob Dylan] Was Rarely Tender And Seldom

I Fought With My Twin, The Enemy Within.

The Naked Truth Is Still Taboo.

With Your Silhouette When The Sunlight Dims Into Your Eyes Where The Moonlight Swims, And Your Match-book Songs And Your Gypsy Hymns, Who Among Them Would Try To Impress You? -bob Dylan, "sad-eyed Lady Of The Lowlands” (1966)

I Really Didn't Consider Myself Happy Or Unhappy.

Well, It's Hard To Stumble And Land In Some Muddy Lagoon When It's Nine Below Zero And Three O'clock In The Afternoon.