"Like a Rolling Stone" [of Bob Dylan] is a kiss-off song like none before or since.
I'm more of an adventurous type than a relationship type.
Proud to steal her anything she sees, but you will wind up peeking through her key hole down upon your knees.
Truth is an arrow and the gate is narrow that it passes through.
Fearing not that I'd become my enemy In the instant that I preach
Idiot wind, blowing every time you open your mouth.