The drunken politician leaps upon the street where mothers weep, and the saviors who are fast asleep, they wait for you.
Bob DylanHow does it feel, how does it feel to be without a home, like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone.
Bob DylanThe drunken politician leaps upon the street where mothers weep, and the saviors who are fast asleep, they wait for you.
Bob DylanHow does it feel, how does it feel to be without a home, like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone.
Bob Dylan