A Gift Of Roses-Jethro Tull

A Gift Of Roses

歌手:Jethro Tull

时间:2009-02-08

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A Gift Of Roses - Jethro Tull

Written by:Ian Anderson

I count the hours you count the days

Together we count the minutes in this passion play

Walk dusty miles

And I ride that train

On a first class ticket

Just to be with you again

Picking up tired feet

Back from a far horizon

Cleaned up and brushed down

Dressed to look the part

Fresh from God's garden

I bring a gift of roses

To stand in sweet spring water

And press them to your heart

Like the Kipling cat I walk alone

Never inviting trouble never casting the stone

But this badge of honor is of tarnished tin

Light your guiding beacon to bring this fisher in

Picking up tired feet

Back from a far horizon

Cleaned up and brushed down

Dressed to look the part

Fresh from God's garden

I bring a gift of roses

To stand in sweet spring water

And press them to your heart

I count the hours you count the days

Together we count the minutes in this passion play

Walk dusty miles

And I ride that train

On a first class ticket

Just to be with you again

Picking up tired feet

Back from a far horizon

Cleaned up and brushed down

Dressed to look the part

Fresh from God's garden

I bring a gift of roses

To stand in sweet spring water

And press them to your heart

Picking up tired feet

Back from a far horizon

Cleaned up and brushed down

Dressed to look the part

Fresh from God's garden

I bring a gift of roses

To stand in sweet spring water

And press them to your heart

This sparkling wine is all but empty

Too late for trains and no taxis

I know the feeling

Seems all too contrived

There was no master plan but the fact is

You must stay with me

And learn the secret language of birds

A tentative dawn about to be breaking

On a Rousseau garden with monkeys in hiding

The truth of the matter yet to be spoken

In words on which everything everything's riding

Now stay with me

And learn the secret language of birds

Now stay with me

And learn the secret language of birds

Circled by swallows

In a world for the weary

Courted by warblers

Wicked and eloquent trilling

Lie in the stillness

Window cracked open

Extended moments hours for the taking

Careless hair on the pillow

A bold brush stroke

Painted verse with a chorus

The chorus in waiting

Stay with me

And learn the secret language of birds

Yeah stay with me

And learn the secret language of birds

Stay with me

Learn the secret language of birds

Now stay with me

And learn the secret language of birds

Yeah stay with me

Learn the secret language of birds

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