Текст песни JETHRO TULL - Journeyman
JETHRO TULL - Journeyman слова песни
Текст песни JETHRO TULL - Journeyman
Spine-tinging railway sleepersSleepy houses lying four-square and firmOrange beams devide the darknessRumbling fit to turn the waking warm.Sliding through Victorian tunnelswhere green moss oozes from the pores.Dull echoes from the wet embankments ***( )Battlefield allotments. Fresh open sores.In late night commuter madnessDouble-locked black briefcase on the floorlike a faithfull dog with mastersleeping in thn draught beside the carriage door.To each Journeyman his own home-comingCold supper nearing with each station stopFrostly flaked on empty platformsFireside slippers waiting - Flip. Flop.Journeyman night-tripping on the late fantasticToo late to stop for tea at Gerrards Crossand hear the soft choes on the footbridge shuffleas the wheels turn bitting on the midnight frost.On the late commuter specialCarriage lights that flicker, fade and die