I shall be released.

I heard it from today's A Prairie Home Companion on the
radio. It invoked an inexpressible feeling which I sure felt
when I first heard some other songs, e.g., Cohen's
"Hallelujah" or Cook's "A Change Is Gonna Come." Its lyrics is
one of those bitter-sweet poems that bring tears into your eyes.

At this point in life, I could appreciate more what the 
song's trying to deliver. In some sense, to be happy is to
realize that I have had it already and any day now I shall
be released. I also think Steve Jobs meant something similar
when he said in a speech that he lived everyday as if it
were his last. He was a Dylan fan but not a Christian. But
that doesn't matter.