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Showing posts with label Jethro Tull. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jethro Tull. Show all posts

Monday, May 7, 2018

Cup of Wonder , Jethro Tull



May I make my fond excuses for the lateness of the hour,
but we accept your invitation, and we bring you Beltane's flower.
For the May Day is the great day, sung along the old straight track.
And those who ancient lines did lay will heed the song that calls them back.
Pass the word and pass the lady, pass the plate to all who hunger.
Pass the wit of ancient wisdom, pass the cup of crimson wonder.
Ask the green man where he comes from, ask the cup that fills with red.
Ask the old grey standing stones that show the sun its way to bed.
Question all as to their ways, and learn the secrets that they hold.
Walk the lines of nature's palm crossed with silver and with gold.
Pass the cup and pass the lady, pass the plate to all who hunger.
Pass the wit of ancient wisdom, pass the cup of crimson wonder.
Join in black December's sadness, lie in August's welcome corn.
Stir the cup that's ever-filling with the blood of all that's born.
But the May Day is the great day, sung along the old straight track.
And those who ancient lines did lay will heed this song that calls them back.
Pass the word and pass the lady, pass the plate to all who hunger.
Pass the wit of ancient wisdom, pass the cup of crimson wonder.

Thursday, August 10, 2017

March the Mad Scientist, Jethro Tull





What would you like for Christmas?
A new polarity?
You're binary and desperate
To deal in high figures that lick us
With a hotter flame.
Look - each and every one the same.
In March the mad scientist
Brings a new change
In ever-dancing colors.
He rings it here and he rings it,
But no one stops to see
The change of fate and the fate of change
That slips into his pocket,
So he locks it
All away from view
And shares not what he thought he knew.
And April is summer-bound,
And February's blue.
And no one stops to see the colors.