She Never Stumbles, She's Got No Place

They're Selling Postcards Of The Hanging They're Painting The Passports Brown The Beauty Parlor Is Filled With Sailors The Circus Is In Town Here Comes The Blind Commissioner They've Got Him In A Trance One Hand Is Tied To The Tight-rope Walker The Other Is In His Pants And The Riot Squad They're Restless They Need Somewhere To Go As Lady And I Look Out Tonight From Desolation Row.

Bob Dylan Was Again An Entirely New Person - This Time Old, Craggy, Cynical, And World-weary, As In "not Dark Yet".

In The Meantime [1965-67], [bob] Dylan Was Again Writing Some Of The Best Love Songs In The Genre, Like "visions Of Johanna," "just Like A Woman," And "sad-eyed Lady Of The Lowlands."

There Are Degrees Of Happiness. You Go From One To The Other And Then Back Again. It's Hard To Be Completely Happy When Those Around Us Are Suffering And Groaning From Hunger.

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