One should never be where one does not belong.
People call you this or that. But I can't respond because then it seems like I'm defensive, you know, what does it matter, really?
Your old road is rapidly aging. Please get out of the new one If you can't lend your hand, For the times they are a-changin'.
Fearing not that I'd become my enemy In the instant that I preach
I accept chaos, I'm not sure whether it accepts me.
In harmony with cosmic sea, true love needs no company. It can cure the soul, it can make it whole, if dogs run free.