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'
i'm a little divided..do i stay or run away and leave it all behind?
È così che succede? Una vita a lottare, senza tempo per gli amici, e alla fine sono solo i nemici a portarci delle rose..