You're going to die. You're going to be dead. It could be 20 years, it could be tomorrow, anytime. So am I.… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind, Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves,… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
There's only one day at a time here, then it's tonight and then tomorrow will be today again. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Warlords of sorrow and queens of tomorrow will offer their heads for a prayer. You can't find no salvation, you have no… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
There doesn't seem to be any tomorrow. Every time I wake up, no matter in what position, it's always been today. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
The hollow horn plays wasted words, proves to warn that he not busy being born is busy dying. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Just a reminder, if you tell anyone about what happened with Jonah last night, I'll destroy all of my writing and never play music… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Little red wagon, little red bike, I ain’t no monkey but I know what I like. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Twenty years of schooling and they put you on the day shift - look out out kid, they keep it all hid — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
The drunken politician leaps upon the street where mothers weep, and the saviors who are fast asleep, they wait for you. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
I gotta friend who spends his life, stabbing my picture with a bowie knife. Dreams of strangling me with a scarf, when my name… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
