Now the dark air is like fire on my skin, And even the moonlight is blinding

I've met Bob Dylan's bodyguards, and if Steve Earle thinks he can stand on Bob Dylan's coffee table, he's sadly mistaken.

I don’t envision a long life for myself. Like, I think my life will run out before my work does, y’know? I’ve designed it that way.

Now the dark air is like fire on my skin, And even the moonlight is blinding

Human's can't live in the present as animals do; they just live in the present. But human's are always thinking about the future or the past.

Now you wear your skin like iron

I don't know why I write really depressing songs. I'm a kind of melancholy guy, I suppose. But I figure I'm about normal.