Inside the museum infinity goes up on trial. Voices echo, 'This is what salvation must be like after a while.' But Mona Lisa must have had the highway blues; you can tell by the way she smiles.
Bob DylanMama, put my guns in the ground, I can't shoot them anymore. That long black cloud is coming down.
Bob DylanWell I'm living in a foreign country but I'm bound to cross the line. Beauty walks a razor's edge...someday I'll make it mine.
Bob Dylan