The Times They A-Changin'

Come gather 'round people

Wherever you roam

And admit that the waters

Around you have grown

And accept it that soon You'll be drenched to the bone

If your time to you

Is worth savin'

Then you better start swimmin'

Or you'll sink like a stone

For the times they are a-changin.




Come writers and critics
Who prophesize with your pen
And keep your eyes wide
The chance won't come again
And don't speak too soon
For the wheel's still in spin
And there's no tellin' who
That it's namin'
For the loser now 
Will later to win
For the times they are a changin'.




Come senators, congressman
Pleas heed the call
Don't block up the hall
For he that gets hurt
Will be he who has stalled
There's a battle outside
And it is ragin'
It'll soon shake your windows
And ratte your walls 
For the times they are a-changin'.




Come mothers and fathers
Throughout the land
And don't criticize
What you can't understand
Your sons and your daughters
Are beyond your command
Your old road is
Rapidly agin'
Please get out of the new one
If you can't lend your hand
For the times they are a-changin'.




The line it is drawn
The curse it is cast
The slow one now
Will later be fast.
As the present now
Will later be past
The order is 
Rapidly fadin'
And the first one now
Will later be last
For the times they are a-changin'.

Bread and Roses

Imagine World Peace

* The lyrics obviously from Bob Dylan's For the times they are a-changin'.
* The photographs are all by me, except for the last one, which is of me talking to new friend, Dave.