I Make My Stand And Remain As

I've Been Sitting Down Studying The Art Of Love. I Think It Will Fit Me Like A Glove.

Your Old Road Is Rapidly Aging. Please Get Out Of The New One If You Can't Lend Your Hand, For The Times They Are A-changin'.

It's Not Dark Yet But It's Getting There

I Can Picture The Color Of The Song, Or The Shape Of It, Or Who It Is That I'm Trying To Appeal To, In The Song, And What I'm Trying To, Almost, Reinforce My Feelings For. And I Know That Sounds Sort Of Vague And Abstract, But I've Got A Handle On It When I'm Doing It.

You Travel The World, You Go See Different Things. I Like To See Shakespeare Plays, So I'll Go - I Mean, Even If It's In A Different Language. I Don't Care, I Just Like Shakespeare, You Know. I've Seen Othello And Hamlet And Merchant Of Venice Over The Years, And Some Versions Are Better Than Others. Way Better. It's Like Hearing A Bad Version Of A Song. But Then Somewhere Else, Somebody Has A Great Version.