No reason to get excited,' the thief, he kindly spoke, There are many here among us who feel that life is but a joke.

If I lived my life by what others were thinkin', the heart inside me would've died.

My guard stood hard when abstract threats, too noble to neglect, deceived me into thinking, I had something to protect.

The line it is drawn The curse it is cast The slow one now Will later be fast As the present now Will later be past The new order is Rapidly fadin'. And the first one now Will later be last For the times they are a-changin'.

We have never arrived. We are in a constant state of becoming.

The government's not going to create jobs. It doesn't have to. People have to create jobs.

The truth was obscure, Too profound and too pure, To live it you had to explode