Don't Know Which One Is Worse, Doing

The World Of Research Has Gone Berserk. Too Much Paper Work.

Every Nerve In My Body Is So Vacant And Numb/i Can't Even Remember What It Was I Came Here To Get Away From/don't Even Hear A Murmur Of A Prayer/it's Not Dark Yet, But It's Getting There.

[bob] Dylan's Broken-heart Songs Are So Much Better. Like "simple Twist Of Fate".

Here's The Thing With Me And The Religious Thing. This Is The Flat-out Truth: I Find The Religiosity And Philosophy In The Music. I Don't Find It Anywhere Else.

How Many Roads Must A Man Walk Down, Before You Call Him A Man? How Many Seas Must A White Dove Sail, Before She Sleeps In The Sand? Yes, And How Many Times Must The Cannon Balls Fly, Before They're Forever Banned?