“A thrush, because I'd been wrong, Burst rightly into song In a world not vague, not lonely, Not governed by me only.” WorldSongLonelyVagueThrush Book:Collected Poems 1943-2004 Source: Collected Poems 1943-2004
“I can picture the color of the song, or the shape of it, or who it is that I'm trying to appeal to, in the song, and what I'm trying to, almost, reinforce my feelings for. And I know that sounds sort of vague and abstract, but I've got a handle on it when I'm doing it.” KnowsTryingI CanFeelingsSongSoundColorShapesHandleAppealsAbstractVague Author:Bob Dylan