So now I'm going back again I got to get her somehow All the people we used to know They're an illusion to me now Some are mathematicians Some are carpenter's wives Don't know how it all got started I don't what they're doing with their lives But me I'm still on the road Heading for another joint We always did feel the same We just saw it from a different point of view Tangled up in Blue.

I got this grave yard woman.

I kinda live where I find myself.

After a while you earn that privacy is something you can sell, but you can't buy it back.

Now all the criminals in their suits and ties are free to drink martinis and watch the sunrise

You don't need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows.

You're going to die. You're going to be dead. It could be 20 years, it could be tomorrow, anytime. So am I. I mean, we're just going to be gone. The world's going to go on without us. All right, now. You do your job in the face of that, and how seriously you take yourself, you decide for yourself.