Can you please crawl out your window? Use your arms and your legs, it won't ruin you
I make my stand and remain as I am, and bid farewell and not give a damn.
If I wasn't Bob Dylan, I'd probably think that Bob Dylan has a lot of answers myself.
Upon four-legged forest clouds the cowboy angel rides
If you need somebody you can trust, trust yourself
Bullets can harm you and death can disarm you, but no, you will not be deceived. Stripped of all virtue as you crawl through the dirt, you can give but you cannot receive.