[Heretic]

All Along The Watchtower - Bob Dylan

"There must be some kind of way out of here"
Said the joker to the thief.
There's too much confusion
But I can get no relief.

Businessman he drinks my wine
And plowman he takes my earth.
But none of them will ever know why
Or know what any of it is worth.

"No reason to get excited"
The friar kindly spoke.
"There are many here among us
Who feel that life is but a joke"

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,
The princes kept their view
While all the women came
Their barefoot servants, too

Outside in the cold distance,
A wild cat did growl.
Two riders were approaching
The wind began to howl.