In This Ocean Of Hours

What Kind Of Alchemy Could Create A Perfume That Would Make A Reaction To A Person Lukewarm, Indifferent And Apathetic?if Such A Scent Could Be Made I'd Like Some.

It May Look Like I'm Moving But I'm Standing Still.

This Land Is Your Land And This Land Is My Land, Sure, But The World Is Run By Those That Never Listen To Music Anyway.

Keep A Clean Nose, Watch The Plain-clothes.

I'd Been Going Though His Trash. He Knocked Me Down. I Was Glad To See Him, Even Though He Was Banging My Head Against The Sidewalk. Afterwards These Bums Come Over And Say, 'did He Get Much Money?' I Say, 'money'? That Was Bob Dylan.