Happy Birthday to Bob Dylan

Today is Bob Dylan's 64th birthday.

A Radio Station was playing "The Times They Are a Changin" to celebrate it.

I was listening to the lyrics and I was wondering why his generation seems to have lost it's way. Those changed times have changed back. And this once (self?) important generation doesnt seem to care. When the draft ended it meant that the war no longer effected each and everyone of us. That's when the majority of the boomers walked away.

Will we still need you when you're 64? You betcha, where are you?

Come gather around 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 saving
Then you better start swimming or you'll sink like a stone.

Come writers and critics, who prophesize with your pen
And keep your eyes wide, the change won't come again
And don't speak too soon for the wheel's still in spin
And there's no telling who that is naming
For the loser now will be later to win.
For the time they are a-changing.

Come senators, congress-men, please heed the call,
Don't stand in the doorway, don't block up the hall.
For he that gets hurt will be he who has stalled
There's a battle outside and it's raging
It'll soon shake your windows and rattle your walls.
For the times they are a-changing.

Come mothers and fathers thru-out the land
And don't criticize what you don't understand.
Your sons and your daughters are beyound your command
Your old road is rapidly aging
Please get out of the new one, if you can't lend your hand.
For the times they are a-changing.

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 fading
And the first one now will be later the last.
For the times they are a-changing.