Don't Think Twice, It's Alright.

In The Fury Of The Moment/ I Can See The Master's Hand In Every Leaf That Trembles, In/ Every Grain Of Sand.

Every Step Of The Way We Walk The Line Your Days Are Numbered, So Are Mine Time Is Pilin' Up, We Struggle And We Scrape We're All Boxed In, Nowhere To Escape

Basically You Have To Suppress Your Own Ambitions In Order To Be Who You Need To Be.

Truth Is An Arrow And The Gate Is Narrow That It Passes Through.

Little Red Wagon, Little Red Bike, I Ain’t No Monkey But I Know What I Like.