The joker and the thief.
They had so much in common
Each one knew the world could be a threat.
Twins they could have been,
Both knew too the burden of a debt
To be in such a famous song
That even now can do no wrong.
Their only relief was to drink
And find that way outa there.
The watchtower it still stands
Though the princes look away,
While women buy the servants shoes
Who’s tongues they can be heard
Telling tales of those who could not stay.
The inside cats are now at play
But like the wind they howl.
Time it marches on, the way out it was found
Exciting times they reared their head.
Gone was the confusing hour it’s said.
The early dawn it came instead.
Two riders returned as four
Through that fateful hidden door
And Jimi played them home.
Sometimes I do get excited,
And agree that life it can be a joke.
We cannot always see a fire
If there is a billowing smoke.
But don’t you suffer any grief
For the Joker is the Thief
They alone have that power.
To send us all,
All along The Watchtower.
Cheers Bob.