The reality is not exactly what the song started out to be, but it's not a bad song.

The old dreams were good dreams; they didn't work out but I'm glad I had them.

The market kills more artistic passion than anything else.

The reality is not exactly what the song started out to be, but it's not a bad song.

There are songs that come free from the blue-eyed grass, from the dust of a thousand country roads. This is one of them.

And I remember most of what I know that is good and true and lasting has come not from scholars but from minstrels and gypsies.

This is why I'm here on this planet, at this time, Francesca. Not to travel or make pictures, but to love you. I know that now. I have been falling from the rim of a great, high place, somewhere back in time, for many more years than I have lived in this life. And through all of those years, I have been falling toward you.