It's Mighty Funny. The End Of Time

When You Asked Me How I Was Doing, Was That Some Kind Of Joke

All The People We Used To Know, They're An Illusion To Me Now.

The Hollow Horn Plays Wasted Words, Proves To Warn That He Not Busy Being Born Is Busy Dying.

Morality Has Nothing In Common With Politics.

I Saw Ten Thousand Talkers Whose Tongues Were All Broken, I Saw Guns And Sharp Swords In The Hands Of Young Children, And It's A Hard, It's A Hard, It's A Hard, It's A Hard, It's A Hard Rain's A-gonna Fall.