Every man's conscience is vile and depraved / You cannot depend on it to be your guide when it’s you who must keep it satisfied.

How many times must a man look up Before he can see the sky? Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man have Before he can hear people cry? Yes, 'n' how many deaths will it take till he knows That too many people have died? The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, The answer is blowin' in the wind.

How many roads must a man walk down.. Before you can call him a Man..

You been down to the bottom with a bad man, babe But you're back were you belong

They say everything can be replaced, Yet every distance is not near. So I remember every face Of every man who put me here. I see my light come shining From the west unto the east. Any day now, any day now, I shall be released.