They're Selling Postcards Of The Hanging.

Come Senators, Congressman, Please Heed The Call, Don't Stand In The Doorway, Don't Block The Hall.

I Just Try To Understand That Tomorrow Is Another Day.

Whatever That ["transfiguration" By Bob Dylan] Means, It's True That The Poetic Brilliance Of The Early Career Would Never Really Reappear.

The Truth That I Am Seeking Is In Your Missing File.

Every Cause That Ever I Fought, I Fought It Full Without Regret Or Shame.