Текст песни Jethro Tull - A Passion Play Edit No. 8
Jethro Tull - A Passion Play Edit No. 8 слова песни
Colors I`ve none -- dark or light, red, white or blue. Cold is my touch (freezing). Summoned by name -- I am the overseer over you. Given this command to watch o`er our miserable sphere. Fallen from grace / called on to bring sun or rain. Occasional corn from my oversight grew. Fell with mine angels from a far better place, offering services for the saving of face. Now you`re here, you may as well admire all whom living has retired from the benign reconciliation. Legends were born surrounding mysterious lights seen in the sky (flashing). I just / lit a fag then / took my leave in the blink of an eye. Passionate play -- join round the maypole in dance (primitive rite) (wrongly). Summoned by name / I am the overseer / over you.