You've got to lose your passion for dumbness.
You've got a lotta nerve to say you are my friend. When I was down you just stood there a grinin
I can picture the color of the song, or the shape of it, or who it is that I'm trying to appeal to, in the song, and what I'm trying to, almost, reinforce my feelings for. And I know that sounds sort of vague and abstract, but I've got a handle on it when I'm doing it.
How can the life of such a man be in the palm of some fools hand?
[Bob Dylan] was rarely tender and seldom reached out to anticipate another's needs.
I kinda live where I find myself.