Lyrics Wond’ring Aloud, Again (Full Morgan Version).lrc Jethro Tull
[id: pshjxooe]
[ar: Jethro Tull]
[al: Bourée – Best Of Jethro Tull (Disc 2)]
[ti: Wond’ring Aloud, Again (Full Morgan Version)]
[length: 07:06]
[00:04.02]Wond’ring aloud
[00:07.27]How we feel today
[00:12.27]
[00:15.50]Last night sipped the sunset
[00:19.65]My hands in her hair
[00:24.56]
[00:32.55]We are our own saviours
[00:35.45]As we start both our hearts beating life
[00:44.27]Into each other
[00:48.94]
[00:51.27]Wond’ring aloud
[00:54.34]Will the years treat us well?
[00:59.43]
[01:02.07]As she floats in the kitchen
[01:06.37]I’m tasting the smell (yes)
[01:12.66]
[01:18.89]Of toast as the butter runs
[01:22.23]Then she comes, spilling crumbs on the bed
[01:30.13]And I shake my head
[01:33.78]
[01:36.78]And later I’m out where the leaves were shouting for more
[01:45.86]And giving himself completely, she did long before
[01:52.92]And it’s only the giving that makes you what you are
[02:02.96]
[02:06.37]Wond’ring aloud will a son one day be born
[02:14.70]
[02:16.72]To share in our infancy
[02:21.26]In the child’s path we’ve worn
[02:26.62]
[02:34.00]In the aging seclusion of this earth that our birth did surprise
[02:45.67]We’ll open his eyes
[02:49.56]
[03:01.33]There’s the stillness of death on a deathly unliving sea
[03:10.56]And the motor car magical world long since ceased to be
[03:19.46]When the Eve-bitten apple returned to destroy the tree
[03:29.21]Incestuous ancestry’s charabanc ride
[03:33.69]Spawning new millions throws the world on its side
[03:38.03]Supporting their far-flung illusion, the national curse
[03:47.42]And those with no sandwiches please get off the bus
[03:53.98]
[03:56.67]The excrement bubbles
[03:58.42]The century’s slime decays
[04:05.53]And the brainwashing government lackeys
[04:09.34]Would have us say
[04:14.83]It’s under control and we’ll soon be on our way
[04:23.99]To a grand year for babies and quiz panel games
[04:28.50]Of the hot hungry millions you’ll be sure to remain
[04:33.60]The natural resources are dwindling and no one grows old
[04:42.56]And those with no homes to go to, please dig yourself holes
[04:49.06]
[05:02.46]We wandered through quiet lands, felt the first breath of snow
[05:11.36]
[05:13.63]Searched for the last pigeon, slate grey I’ve been told
[05:22.92]
[05:30.44]Stumbled on a daffodil which she crushed in the rush, heard it sigh
[05:42.34]And left it to die
[05:45.75]
[05:48.12]At once felt remorse and were touched by the loss of our own
[05:57.17]Held its poor broken head in her hands
[06:00.58]Dropped soft tears in the snow
[06:04.30]And it’s only the taking that makes you what you are
[06:13.62]
[06:17.54]Wond’ring aloud will a son one day be born
[06:26.29]
[06:28.90]To share in our infancy
[06:32.27]In the child’s path we’ve worn
[06:38.11]
[06:45.46]In the aging seclusion of this earth that our birth did surprise
[06:57.17]We’ll open his eyes
[06:58.67]Year of Release: 1971