Wond'Ring Aloud Again (1970 mono demo) Songtext
von Jethro Tull
Wond'Ring Aloud Again (1970 mono demo) Songtext
One, two, three
Two, two, three
Wondering aloud, how we feel today
Last night sat the sunset, my hand in her hand
We are our own savior as we start
Both our hearts beating life into each other
Wondering aloud, will the years treat us well?
As she floats in the kitchen, I′m tasting a smell
Of toast as the butter runs, then she comes
Spilling crumbs on the bed, and I shake my head
And later I'm out where the late one is shouting for more
Giving himself completely as she did long before
And it′s only the giving that makes you what you are
Wondering aloud, will the sun one day be born?
To share in our infancy, in the child's path we've worn
And the aging seclusion of this earth
That our birth did surprise
Will open his eyes
The stillness of death on the deathly unliving sea
And the more to come magical world long since ceased to be
When the bitter apple returns to destroy the tree
Incestuous ancestries share a bang ride
Spawning new millions throws the world on its side
Supporting their far-flung illusion, the national curse
And those with no sandwiches, please get off the bus
The excrement bubbles, the century′s slime decays
And the brainwashing government lackeys won′t ever see
It's under control, and we′ll soon be on our way
To a grand year for babies and quiz panel games
Of the hot hungry millions, you know you're sure to remain
Your natural resources are dwindling and no one gets old
And those with no homes to go to, please dig yourself holes
We wandered through quiet lands, felt the first breath of snow
Searched for the last pigeon, slate gray, I′d been told
Stumbled on a daffodil, which she crushed in the rush
Heard it sigh, and left it to die
At once felt remorse and were touched by the loss of our own
Held its poor broken head in her hands as she dumped his in the snow
And it's only the taking that makes you what you are
Wondering aloud, will the sun one day be born?
To share in our infancy, in the child′s path we've worn
In the aging seclusion of this earth
That our birth did surprise
Will open his eyes
Two, two, three
Wondering aloud, how we feel today
Last night sat the sunset, my hand in her hand
We are our own savior as we start
Both our hearts beating life into each other
Wondering aloud, will the years treat us well?
As she floats in the kitchen, I′m tasting a smell
Of toast as the butter runs, then she comes
Spilling crumbs on the bed, and I shake my head
And later I'm out where the late one is shouting for more
Giving himself completely as she did long before
And it′s only the giving that makes you what you are
Wondering aloud, will the sun one day be born?
To share in our infancy, in the child's path we've worn
And the aging seclusion of this earth
That our birth did surprise
Will open his eyes
The stillness of death on the deathly unliving sea
And the more to come magical world long since ceased to be
When the bitter apple returns to destroy the tree
Incestuous ancestries share a bang ride
Spawning new millions throws the world on its side
Supporting their far-flung illusion, the national curse
And those with no sandwiches, please get off the bus
The excrement bubbles, the century′s slime decays
And the brainwashing government lackeys won′t ever see
It's under control, and we′ll soon be on our way
To a grand year for babies and quiz panel games
Of the hot hungry millions, you know you're sure to remain
Your natural resources are dwindling and no one gets old
And those with no homes to go to, please dig yourself holes
We wandered through quiet lands, felt the first breath of snow
Searched for the last pigeon, slate gray, I′d been told
Stumbled on a daffodil, which she crushed in the rush
Heard it sigh, and left it to die
At once felt remorse and were touched by the loss of our own
Held its poor broken head in her hands as she dumped his in the snow
And it's only the taking that makes you what you are
Wondering aloud, will the sun one day be born?
To share in our infancy, in the child′s path we've worn
In the aging seclusion of this earth
That our birth did surprise
Will open his eyes
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