If today was not an endless highway / If tonight was not a crooked trail / If tomorrow wasn’t such a long time / Then lonesome would mean nothing to you at all (Bob Dylan as sung by Jeffrey Foucault)

People are crazy and times are strange / I’m locked in tight, I’m out of range / I used to care, but things have changed / I’ve been walking forty miles of bad road / If the Bible is right, the world will explode / I’ve been trying to get as far away from myself […]