In Writing Songs, I've Learned As Much

Praise Be To Nero's Neptune The Titanic Sails At Dawn And Everybody's Shouting "which Side Are You On?" And Ezra Pound And T.s. Eliot Fighting In The Captain's Tower While Calypso Singers Laugh At Them And Fishermen Hold Flowers.

Crimson Flames Tied Through My Ears Rolling High And Mighty Traps, Pounced With Fire On Flaming Roads Using Ideas As My Maps.

It's Not Dark Yet But It's Getting There

Bob Has Never Written A Bad Song. Bob Dylan Is A Genius.

You Know, Sometimes A Person's Reputation Can Be Far More Colossal Than The Influence Of The Person. I Don't Pay Any Attention To It Anymore.