#33

"Life's A Long Song"
Jethro Tull
Original Masters


Nmber of listens: ||
Stars (out of 5): 2

I don't know...This song doesn't do much for me. Well, now that I say that, the song is moving along and getting much more interesting. The beginning reminds me of horrible singer songwriters playing guitar in a desolate bar. But then those added instruments come in and of course, the flute. Jethro Tull always reminds me of my dad and not because he plays the flute while on one leg but because he gave me the CD.


When you're falling awake and you take stock of the new
day,

and you hear your voice croak as you choke on what you need to
say,

well, don't you fret, don't you fear,

I will give you good cheer.



Life's a long song.

Life's a long song.

Life's a long song.



If you wait then your plate I will fill.



As the verses unfold and your soul suffers the long day,

and the twelve o'clock gloom spins the room,

you struggle on your way.

Well, don't you sigh, don't you cry,

lick the dust from your eye.



Life's a long song.

Life's a long song.

Life's a long song.



We will meet in the sweet light of dawn.



As the Baker Street train spills your pain all over your new
dress,

and the symphony sounds underground put you under duress,

well don't you squeal as the heel grinds you under the
wheel.



Life's a long song.

Life's a long song.

Life's a long song.



But the tune ends too soon for us all.