At midnight all the agents
And the superhuman crew
Come out and round up everyone
That knows more than they do
— Dylan
I think about this line on what seems like a daily basis nowadays:
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
Seems like we’re closer all the time...