My Love Is Like Some Raven At

It's East To See Without Lookin' Too Far That Not Much Is Really Sacred.

Sing Your Praise Of Progress And The Doom Machine, The Naked Truth Is Still Taboo Whenever It Can Be Seen.

The Songs Are My Lexicon. I Believe The Songs.

Through The Mad Mystic Hammering Of The Wild Ripping Hail The Sky Cracked Its Poems In Naked Wonder

"tangled Up In Blue," Shifts Perspective Several Times During The Song To Tell A "tangled" Version Of [bob] Dylan's Marriage And Dissolution.