Whatever That ["transfiguration" By Bob Dylan] Means,

If You Want To Know How To Please A Woman, Just Talk To A Neuroscience Major From Columbia.

I'm Used To Writing Songs And Songs-i Can Fill Em Up With Symbolism And Metaphors. When You Write A Book (chronicles, Vol. 1), You Gotta Tell The Truth, And It Can't Be Misinterpreted.

Since My Feet Are Now Fast And Point Away From The Past, I'll Bid Farewell And Be Down The Line.

Oh, The Inmates And The Prisoners I Found They Were My Kind And It Was There Inside The Bars I Found My Peace Of Mind But The Jails They Were Too Crowded Institutions Overflowed So They Turned Me Loose To Walk Upon Life's Hurried Tangled Road

You Get Older. You Start Having Hopes For Other People Rather Than Yourself.