The Only Sound That's Left After The

I Don't Really Have A Retirement Plan.

Clowns To The Left Of Me, Jokers To The Right, Here I Am.

The Confessional Singer-songwriter Movement Of The 1970s Was In Full Swing, And Bob Dylan's Emotional Album [ Blood On The Tracks] Resonated With The Times. There Would Be Other Hits, But Never The Same Alchemy Of Emotion And Time.

The Dirt Of Gossip Blows Into My Face And The Dust Rumors Cover Me. But If The Arrow Is Straight And The Point Is Slick, It Can Pierce Through Dust No Matter How Thick.

The Walls Of Pride Are High And Wide, Can't See Over To The Other Side.