Come senators, congressmen, Please heed the call, Don't stand in the doorway, Don't block up the hall, For he that gets hurt, Will be he who has stalled, The battle outside ragin', Will soon shake your windows and rattle your walls, For the times they are a-changin'...
Come you masters of war You that build all the guns You that build the death planes You that build the big bombs You that hide behind walls You that hide behind desks I just want you to know I can see through your masks.
In the dime stores and bus stations, people talk of situations, read books, repeat quotations, draw conclusions on the wall.
There are those who worship loneliness, I'm not one of them In this age of fiberglass I'm searching for a gem The crystal ball up on the wall hasn't shown me nothing yet I've paid the price of solitude, but at last I'm out of debt
They say every man needs protection They say every man must fall So, I swear I see my reflection Somewhere inside these walls... I shall be released.
There's a wall between you and what you want and you got to leap it.
The walls of pride are high and wide, can't see over to the other side.
The battle outside raging will soon shake your windows and rattle your walls.
In the dime stores and bus stations People talk of situations Read books, repeat quotations Draw conclusions on the wall Some speak of the future My love she speaks softly She knows there’s no success like failure And that failure’s no success at all -Bob Dylan, “Love Minus Zero / No Limit” (1965)
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