The world of research has gone berserk. Too much paper work.
The line it is drawn The curse it is cast The slow one now Will later be fast As the present now Will later be past The new order is Rapidly fadin'. And the first one now Will later be last For the times they are a-changin'.
When you asked me how I was doing, was that some kind of joke
People are crazy and times are strange ... I used to care but things have changed
My love is like some raven at my window with a broken wing.
Ironically, this was Bob Dylan's period [1967-74] of greatest fame.