Cryogenic Dylan (before he can see the sky).

The answer my friend,
is blowin' in the wind,
he sang over and over.
The answer is blowin' in the wind.

Why are you singing it over and over?
his older sister asked.

Because,
he said honestly.
I'm trying to get it stuck in your head.

Thanks a lot!
she said.

I jumped in.
There's worse songs to have stuck in your head...Blowin' in the Wind isn't a bad one to have rolling around!

Yeah.
He thought for a beat.
I think I probably like Bob Dylan more than the Frozen song.

Beat.
Another beat.

And then we all started singing along.

La la la the answer
lalala my friend is blowin' in the wind
Lalala how many times can a man turn his head pretending lalala he just doesn't see.

Music isn't competition.
Or perhaps shouldn't be.
But I probably prefer Mr. Dylan too.

All respect to the great lyricists of the world - especially the ones who can wrap up insightful ideas in catchy, simple melodies to hang out inside your head.

No matter what age.