It's like going out to the desert and screaming and then having little kids throw their sandbox at you. I'm only 24.
Bob DylanHow many roads must a man walk down, Before you call him a man? How many seas must a white dove sail, Before she sleeps in the sand? Yes, and how many times must the cannon balls fly, Before they're forever banned?
Bob DylanI'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade, into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way.
Bob Dylan