Текст песни Jethro Tull - Old Ghosts, слова песни Jethro Tull

Текст песни Jethro Tull - Old Ghosts

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Hair stands high on the cat`s back like
a ridge of threatening hills.
Sheepdogs howl, make tracks and growl ---
their tails hanging low.
And young children falter in their games
at the altar of life`s hide-and-seek
between tall pillars, where Sunday-night killers
in grey raincoats peek.

Misty colours unfold a backcloth cold ---
fine tapestry of silk
I draw around me like a cloak
and soundless glide a-drifting
on eddies whirled in beech leaves furled ---
brown and gold they fly
in the warm mesh of sunlight
sifting now from a cloudless sky.

I`ll be coming again like an old dog in pain
Blown through the eye of the hurricane
Down to the stones where old ghosts play.

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Old Ghosts

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