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Artist/Band:
Jethro Tull
Lyrics for Song: Old Ghosts
Lyrics for Album: Storm Watch [1979]
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.
I'll be coming again like an old dog in pain
Blown through the eye of a hurricane
Down to the stones where old ghosts play.
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 a hurricane
Down to the stones where old ghosts play.
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| Album Lyrics: Storm Watch [1979] |
Jethro Tull
"Storm Watch [1979]"
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