Every step of the way we walk the line
Your days are numbered, so are mine
Time is pilin' up, we struggle and we scrape
We’re all boxed in, nowhere to escape
Central to Dylan's vision is a sense of journey, a belief that life's caravan is filled with beauty, terror, and ultimately death, and that his unasked for task is as a kind of chronicler of the human experience. As a man who began his career by inquiring, "How many roads must a man walk down?" he nears the end of it with the skepticism, sadness, and quiet yearning of one who has all but answered his own question. 2001's "Mississippi" is a moving, mournful, and nostalgic consideration of past mistakes, roads not taken, and the limitations on his own gifts to make a real difference in either his own life or the world at large. While he maintains something like hope for the next life, his hard-won understanding of this one offers little more then this: "The emptiness is endless/ cold as the clay."