everything feels like yesterday,
even now doesn't seem the same,
tomorrow's an illusion ,
I don't know what to say,
looking for some meaning
in the 'tombstone blues',
atleast highway 61's a real cement,
wondering what it is to be
a 'rolling stone',
is it all adventures or
chasing for a survival cause,
are all the dreams lost or
a star is born,
does it all start to make sense or
adds to more complicated crossroads,
lesser secrets to reveal or...