Snowflakes falling on the crowded room and the leaves are dying
Dying in the bedroom, crying in the bedroom.
                    "Ain't Gonna Go to Hell for Anybody"
 
The cat's in the well, leaves are staring to fall.
Goodnight, my love, may the Lord have mercy on us all.
                    "Cat's in the Well"
 
Desperate men, desperate women divided,
Spreading their wings 'neath the falling leaves.
                    "Changing of the Guards"
 
In the fury of the moment I can see the Master's hand,
In every leaf that trembles, in every grain of sand.
                    "Every Grain of Sand"
 
The last of leaves fell from the trees
And clung to a new love's breast.  
                    "Lay Down Your Weary Tune"
 
Howling wolf will howl tonight, 
Kingsnake will crawl,
Trees that have stood for a thousand years,
Suddenly will fall. 
                    "Man of Peace"
 
Far past the frozen leaves, the haunted frightened trees,
                    "Mr Tambourine Man"

When destruction cometh swiftly
And there's no time to say a fare-thee-well,
Have you decided whether you want to be
In heaven or in hell?
                    "Are You Ready?"
 
I'm walking down that long lonesome road, babe,
Where I'm bound, I can't tell.
But goodbye's too good a word, babe,
So I'll just say fare thee well.
                    "Don't Think Twice, It's All Right"
 
Oh it's fare thee well my darlin' true,
I'm leavin' in the first hour of the morn.   
                    "Farewell"
 
Well, its fare-thee-well, my dear,
I'm bound to leave you.
Look away you rollin' river.  
                    "Shanandoah"
 
Oh, it's fare thee well
To the deep hollow dungeon,
Farewell to the boardwalk
That takes you to the screen.      
                    "Walls of Red Wing"

They asked me for some collateral,
And I pulled down my pants.
They threw me in the alley,
When up comes this girl from France,
Who invited me back to her house...   
                    "Bob Dylan's 115th Dream"
 
Oh, the French girl, she's in paradise,
And a drunken man is at the wheel,
Hunger pays a heavy price,
To the falling gods of speed and steel. 
                    "Dark Eyes"
 
Well, Shakespeare, he's in the alley 
With his pointed shoes and his bells.
Speaking to a French girl, who says she knows me well.
                    "Stuck Inside of Mobile"