A song which makes me think...hmmm

Bob D's good work

Crimson flames tied through my ears, Rollin high and mighty traps

Pounced with fire on flaming roads, Using ideas as my maps

We'll meet on edges, soon, said I Proud 'neath heated brow.

Ah, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now.

Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth, Rip down all hate, I screamed

Lies that life is black and white, Spoke from my skull. I dreamed

Romantic facts of musketeers, Foundationed deep, somehow.

Ah, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now.

Girls faces formed the forward path, From phony jealousy

To memorizing politics, Of ancient history

Flung down by corpse evangelists, Unthought of, though, somehow.

Ah, but I was so much older then, Im younger than that now.

A self-ordained professors tongue, Too serious to fool

Spouted out that liberty, Is just equality in school

Equality, I spoke the word, As if a wedding vow.

Ah, but I was so much older then, Im younger than that now.

In a soldiers stance, I aimed my hand, At the mongrel dogs who teach

Fearing not that Id become my enemy, In the instant that I preach

My existence led by confusion boats, Mutiny from stern to bow.

Ah, but I was so much older then, Im younger than that now.

Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats, Too noble to neglect

Deceived me into thinking, I had something to protect

Good and bad, I define these terms, Quite clear, no doubt, somehow.

Ah, but I was so much older then, Im younger than that now.

-Bob Dylan