I think you can get to a point where nihilism, if that's the right word, is overwhelming, and the basic laws that society has set up - either religious or social laws - become meaningless.

Someday girl, I don't know when, were gonna get to the place where we really want to go, and we'll walk in the sun. But til then, tramps like us, baby, we were born to run.

I'm ready to grow young again

cause down the shore everything's all right

I tend to be not my own best company. I can get a little lost when - if I don't have my work to occasionally focus me.

I cut my bow from the wood of this tree of evil. Of this tree of good, I want a kiss from your lips.

Talk about a dream, try to make it real.