Because it's better to burn than to fade away. Maybe. And because my sweater travels - far from me - and goes to tell it. Other times I’ve carried a flag. This time just a sweater. But - however it is - and whatever you understand of what I write, I like to imagine you - not the first time, but when you listen to it again - standing up, at the end. And screaming. And when you do, know that you’re not alone. And not the first to do it. Well, dedicated to a strange guy... And his woodworms. May God have him in glory. And I respect.
Neil Young - Hey Hey, My My (Live at Farm Aid 1985)