It's Sundown On The Union And What's

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

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'...

We All Like Motorcycles To Some Degree.

Sometimes The Silence Can Be Like Thunder.

Is Your Money That Good, Will It Buy You Forgiveness?