Let me drink from the waters where the mountain streams flood Let the smell of wildflowers flow free through my blood Let me sleep in your meadows with the green grassy leaves Let me walk down the highway with my brother in peace Let me die in my footsteps Before I go down under the ground.
Bob DylanMama's in the factory, she ain't got no shoes. Daddy's in the alley, he's looking for food.
Bob DylanThere doesn't seem to be any tomorrow. Every time I wake up, no matter in what position, it's always been today.
Bob Dylan