<i>Wagon Train</i> was on. It seemed to be beaming in from some foreign country. I shut that off, too, and went into another room, a windowless one w… - Bob Dylan

The place had an overpowering presence of literature and you couldn’t help but lose your passion for dumbness.

Throw my ticket out the window,
Throw my suitcase out there too,
Throw my troubles out the door, I don't need them anymore,
'Cause tonight I'll be staying here with you.

How many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?
Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes, 'n' how many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.

Sometimes people ask songwriters what a song means, not realizing if they had more words to explain it they would’ve used them in the song.