Текст песни My Back Pages

Crimson flames tied through my ears Rolling high and mighty traps Pounced with fire on flaming roads Using ideas as my maps We'll meet again soon I said ??? me heated brow Ah but I was so much older then I'm younger than that now Half ??? prejudice leaped forth Break down all hate I scream Lies at ? is black and white Spoke from my skull I dream Romantic flanks of musketeers Foundation deep somehow