Sometimes I think about people like T-Bone Walker, John Lee Hooker, Muddy Waters — these people who played into their sixties. If I’m here at eighty, I’ll be doing the same thing. This is all I want to do — it’s all I can do. I mean, you don’t have to be a nineteen – or twenty-year-old to play this stuff That’s the vanity of that youth-culture ideal. To me that’s never been the thing.
-Bob Dylan (Mikal Gilmore interview, Los Angeles – May, 1986)

If you’re travelin’ in the north country fair
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline
Remember me to one who lives there
She once was a true love of mine

Mama take this badge from me
I can’t use it anymore
It’s getting dark too dark to see
Feels like I’m knockin’ on heaven’s door

When you’re lost in the rain in Juarez, when it’s Easter time, too
And your gravity fails and negativity don’t pull you through
Don’t put on any airs when you’re down on Rue Morgue Avenue

Man thinks ’cause he rules the earth he can do with it as he please
And if things don’t change soon, he will

You walk into the room with your pencil in your hand
You see somebody naked and you say, “Who is that man?”