To preach of peace and brotherhood, oh what might be the cost? A man he did it long ago, and they hung him on a cross.
If I wasn't Bob Dylan, I'd probably think that Bob Dylan has a lot of answers myself.
We're living in times where men commit crimes and crime don't have a face.
The truth was obscure, Too profound and too pure, To live it you had to explode
I'll always thank the Lord when my working day is through, I get my sweet reward to be alone with you.
Whatever colors you have in your mind, I'll show them to you and you'll see them shine.