D. "All Along The Watchtower"



"There must be some way out of here," said the joker to the thief.

Mirror Images:

"getting no closer to being the joker or thief".


And if there're any skeptics, peter hammill did sing these lines on at least 2 different December '78 shows during "mirror images":

"All along the watchtower, princes kept the view....take the mirror away"


complete versions:



All Along The Watchtower

There must be some way out of here," said the joker to the thief,
"There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief.
Businessmen, they drink my wine, plowmen dig my earth, None of them along the line know what any of it is worth."

"No reason to get excited," the thief, he 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, princes kept the view
While all the women came and went, barefoot servants, too.
Outside in the distance a wildcat did growl,
Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl.


"Mirror Images"

If I'm the mirror and you're the image
then what's the secret between the two,
these "me"s and "you"s, how many can there be?
Oh, I don't mind all that around the place,
as long as you keep it
well away from me.

I've begun to regret that we ever met between the dimensions.
It gets such a strain to pretend that the change is anything but cheap;
with your infant pique and your angst pretensions sometimes you act like such a creep.

And now I'm standing in the corner,
looking at the room and the furniture
in cheap imitation of alienation and grief.
And now we're going to the kitchen,
fix ourselves a drink and a cigarette,
getting no closer to being the joker or thief.

Still, I reflect,
this nervous wreck
who stands before me can see as well,
can surely tell
that he's not yet free;
he can turn aside, but can no more ignore me
than know which one of us is he,
than tell what we are going to be,
than know which one of us is me.

And now we're going to the kitchen,
fix ourselves a drink and a cigarette,
getting no closer to being the joker or thief.

These mirror images,
these mirror images
won't stay, go away, are no help.

In these mirror images of myself
there are no secrets.