you and I, we've been through that, and this is not our fate, So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late." All along the watchtower, princes
you and I, we've been through that, and this is not our fate, So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late;" All along the Watchtower, Princes
the Macabre Silently watching the stones put there as a symbol of death Our minds united; A force is lit, and insight creates A humanoid watchtower, reaching
But you and I We've been through that And this is not our fate So let us Not talk falsely now The hour Is getting late All along the watchtower Princes
said now shelter me Oh there are those among us right here right now Who still see life as some kind of a joke All along the watchtower I said all along this watchtower
aproaching And the wind began to howl Hey Oh All along the watchtower Hear you sing around the watch Gotta beware gotta beware I will Yeah, Oh baby All along the watchtower
and I, we've been through that And that is not our fate So let us not talk falsely now Because the hour is getting late." All along the watchtower Princes
too Outside in the cold distance A wild cat did growl Two riders were aproaching now And the wind began to howl Yeah All along the watchtower Yeah All along the watchtower
: There's a man of conviction who's all too ready for war There's a man with a number who cannot commit murder And a fallen idea soon becomes suicide
: Fast, safe, aspirin-free relief The simple end to minor discomfort Used by millions for years No association with danger Scattered across the land
: "The unleashed power of the atom changed everything save our mode of thinking, and we thus drift toward unparalleled catastrophes." [- Albert Einstein
: One moment's pause One moments retreat Away from the heat... The silent surroundings The black of the predawn sky The chilled air of night All give
: Human influence shapes human thought Few question, few answer, praising innovation Society seeking conformity Society thriving on regulation Observe
: Theres an air of urgency, the wail of sirens pierces the night The damage has already been done, irreversible accidents, security's tight This is not
: Maintaining a safe social order Is one of our system's greatest chores We're afraid to walk the streets alone at night Our society sleeps behind locked
: Red memories of pyres, so long ago Fiery troops left as smoldering embers Broken dreams, shattered like glass The edges still sharp, to slash and dismember
: Tyrants control - overwhelming, overbearing Rebels are marching - into their midst To bring them down - and cease the cruelty Do as they wish - and
