From the Book - First Scribner hardcover edition.
An air of impoverishment and depleted humanity
That's mine now, I got that before you could get it
An obnoxious, bitter, hateful old creep
This is one of the things I would say is inexplicable
A form of protection against the loss of self
Suck all the blossoms and he leave you an empty square
I like to get into the field and hunt them down in the wild, so to speak
All I'm saying is there's no way you can game this kind of system
Now there's a man on his way down
i saw America changed through music
But there's another part of me that finds it kind of disgusting
Luring me out here for nothing but a damn bunch of LP records!
An obsessive need for tings to stay the same and an immersion in arcane knowledge
Who wants to hear a story about a boy learning guitar from a book.
