To Cry You A Song - Jethro Tull
Flying so high
trying to remember
how many cigarettes
did I bring along.
When I get down
I’ll jump in a taxicab
riding through London town
to cry you a song.
It’s been a long time
Still shaking my wings
Well, I’m a black bird
I’ve got changes to ring
Closing my dream
inside this paper bag.
Thought I saw angels
but I could’ve been wrong.
Searching my caves
and found what they’ve looking for.
Waving me through
to cry you a song.
It’s been a long time
Still shaking my wings
Well, I’m a black bird
I’ve got changes to ring
Lights in the streets
peeping through curtains drawn.
Rattling my safety chain
and taking too long.
The smile in your eyes
was never so sweet before.
I came down from the skies
to cry you a song.
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to unload my head
I'm going to New York City
and thats in New York, friends
I'm going to Arizona
sex on the rocks all warm and red
and we bled
and the writing in the stall said
"we write our maps in the stalls"
I'm going up to Alaska
I'm going to get off scot-fucking-free
and we all did
This truckers atlas roads the ways
the freeways and highways don't know
The buzz from the bird on my dash
Road locomotive phone
I don't feel and I feel great
I sold my atlas by the freight stairs
I do lines and I crossed roads