The real power is in the hands of small groups of people and I don't think they have titles.

But I would not feel so all alone, everybody must get stoned.

I am a restless soul hungry perhaps wretched.

Look at the sun sinkin' like a ship. Ain't that just like my heart, babe. When you kissed my lips?

I really didn't consider myself happy or unhappy.

There are things I could say. But I don't.

Whatever that ["transfiguration" by Bob Dylan] means, it's true that the poetic brilliance of the early career would never really reappear.