Bob Dylan Quotes

Leave your stepping stones behind, something calls for you.
Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you.
Strike another match, go! Start anew
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.

Your lover who just walked out the door, has taken all his blankets from your floor.

The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense.

You must leave, now take what you need, You think will last
But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast
Yonder stands your orphan with his gun
Crying like a fire in the sun.

Money doesn't talk, it swears

While one who sings with his tongue on fire
Gargles in the rat race choir

It is not he or she or them or it
That you belong to.

Even the President of the United States
Sometimes must have to stand naked

Disillusioned words like bullets bark As human gods aim for their mark Make everything from toy guns that spark To flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark It's easy to see without looking too far
That not much is really sacred

Others say, don't hate nothing at all except hatred

He not busy being born is busy dying'''

Darkness at the break of noon
Shadows even the silver spoon
The handmade blade, the child's balloon
Eclipses both the sun and moon
To understand you know too soon
There is no sense in trying

Of war and peace the truth just twist, its curfew gull it glides.

And there are no truths outside the Gates of Eden.

All and all can only fall with a crushing but meaningless blow.