And I think it’s kind of funny.

And I think it’s kind of sad.

That the dreams in which I’m dying are the best I’ve ever had.

I find it hard to tell you.

I find it hard to take.

When people run in circles. It’s a very very mad world.

Enlarging your world.

Mad world.

We’re setting sail for a place on the map. From which no one has ever returned. Drawn by the promise of the Joker and the fool, and the light of the crosses that burn. Drawn by the promise of the women and the lace. And the gold and the cotton and pearls.

It’s the place where they keep all the darkness you need.

You sail away from the light of the world on this trip baby…

He’s a poet, he’s a picker. He’s a prophet, he’s a pusher.

He’s a pilgrim and a preacher and a problem when he’s stoned.

He’s a walking contradiction, partly truth and partly fiction.

Taking every wrong direction on his lonely way back home.

She never mentions the word addiction.

In certain company.

She’ll tell you she’s an orphan.

After you meet her family.

Said she talks to angels.

They call her out by her name.

Folsom Prison Blue’s-Johnny Cash

I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die. When I hear that whistle blowing, I hang my head and cry.

Counting Crows-Adam Duritz.

From the song- Perfect Blue Building.

“I got bones beneath my skin and mister. There is a skeleton in every man’s house. Beneath the dust and swet and love that hangs on everybody… is a dead man trying to get out.”

Hallelujah- Leonard Cohen

I tried my best, it wasn’t much.

I couldn’t feel so I tried to touch.

I told the truth, I didn’t come to fool you.

And even though it all went wrong.

I’ll stand before the Lord of Song.

With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah!

Things Have Changed- Bob Dylan

“Standing in the gallows with my head in a noose. Any second now I’m expecting all hell to break loose…

I’m in the wrong town, I’m in Hollywood. Just for a second there, I thought I saw something move.”

Lonesome Day Blue’s-Bob Dylan

“Last night the wind was whispering something, I was trying to make out what it was. I tell myself that something is coming. But it never does…

I’m going to spare the defeated. I’m going to speak to the crowd. I’m going to teach peace to the conquered. Oh I’m going to tame the proud.

Leaves are rustling in the woods, things are falling off of the shelves. You’re going to need my help sweetheart, you can’t make love all by yourself. “

I’m traveling light.

It’s au revoir.

My once so bright.

Fallen star.

I’m running late.

They’ll close the bar.

I used to play.

One mean guitar.

I guess I’m just

Somebody who.

Has given up.

On me and you.

I’m not alone.

I’ve met a few.

Traveling light like

We need to do.