Oh, Time Is Short And The Days

Each One Of Them Suffering From The Failures Of Their Day, With Strings Of Guilt They Tried Hard To Guide Us.

Madonna, She Still Has Not Showed, We See This Empty Cage Now Corrode, Where Her Cape Of The Stage Once Had Flowed, The Fiddler He Now Steps To The Road, On The Back Of The Fish Truck That Loads, While My Conscience Explodes.

I Was So Much Older Then; I'm Younger Than That Now. From The Back Pages

I Don't Think There's Enough Guns.

Having Hits Buries A Singer In The Past. A Lot Of Singers Hide In The Past Because It's Safer Back There. If You've Ever Heard Today's Country Music, You'll Know What I'm Talking About.