Couldn't help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land,
Where justice is a game.
Bob Dylan
Cлайд с цитатойYou've thrown the worst fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into the world
For threatening my baby
Unborn and unnamed
You ain't worth the blood
That runs in your veins.
Go lightly from the ledge, babe,
Go lightly on the ground.
I'm not the one you want, babe,
I will only let your down.
And your pleasure knows no limits,
Your voice is like a meadowlark,
But your heart is like an ocean,
Mysterious and dark.
Let me ask you one question
Is your money that good?
Will it buy you forgiveness?
Do you think that it could?
I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul.
How many years can a mountain exist
Before it's washed to the sea?
Yes, 'n' how many years can some people exist
Before they're allowed to be free?
Yes, 'n' how many times can a man turn his head,
Pretending he just doesn't see?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.
You that never done nothing
But build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it's your little toy