The Sun's Not Yellow, Its Chicken!

I Realize I Don't Do A Very Good Job In Keeping Up To Date, But I Try To.

You Have To Work Out Where Your Place Is. And Who You Are. But We're All Spirit. That's All We Are, We're Just Walking Dressed Up In A Suit Of Skin, And We're Going To Leave That Behind.

Oh, The Inmates And The Prisoners I Found They Were My Kind And It Was There Inside The Bars I Found My Peace Of Mind But The Jails They Were Too Crowded Institutions Overflowed So They Turned Me Loose To Walk Upon Life's Hurried Tangled Road

I Was So Much Older Then; I'm Younger Than That Now. From The Back Pages

Well, I Sing By Night, Wander By Day. I'm On The Road And It Looks Like I'm Here To Stay.