Sundown, Yellow Moon, I Replay The Past

Money Doesn't Talk, It Swears.

Every Nerve In My Body Is So Vacant And Numb/i Can't Even Remember What It Was I Came Here To Get Away From/don't Even Hear A Murmur Of A Prayer/it's Not Dark Yet, But It's Getting There.

I Think Of A Hero As Someone Who Understands The Degree Of Responsibility That Comes With His Freedom.

Don't Follow Leaders, Watch Your Parkin' Meters.

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