Текст песни Jethro Tull - Circular Breathing, слова песни Jethro Tull

Текст песни Jethro Tull - Circular Breathing

Jethro Tull - Circular Breathing слова песни

Pick up my wings and flyInto a constable sky.Look down on the world and tryTo make you out on the distant ground.Lonely toy in a lost toy-town.Suspended in spiral sounds---Sounds of circular breathing.Im a kite on a silver thread.Daring lightning to strike me dead.Harsh echoes of things you saidBanished me to a thinner spaceWith unholy ghosts of your bedroom face.Hands cupped to my ears to placeThe sound of circular breathing.Matchbox cityscape below----I watch lowry matchstick figures go.Caught in the timeless flow of discreet silence.

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Circular Breathing

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