Jethro Tull Miscellaneous Beltane Have you ever stood in the April wood And called the new year in While are the phantoms of three thousand years Rise as the dead leaves spin? There's a snap in the grass behind your feet And a tap upon your shoulder, And the thin wind crawls along your neck; It's just the old gods getting older. And the Kestral drops like a far-off shot From a red cloud hanging high. A-come-a Beltane. A-come-a Beltane. Have you ever loved a lover Of the old elastic truth, And doted on the daughter In the ministry of youth? Thrust your head between the breasts Of the fertile [???] Taken up the cause of love For the sake of [???]. While the kisses drop like a far-off shot From soft lips in the rain. A-come-a Beltane. A happy love new year to you, And you're the sons of for one more day [???]. Have you walked around your parks and town So [nice and?] orderly, While the fires are burned on the hills upturned In far-off wild country, And felt the chill on your windowsill As the green man comes around With his walking cane of sweet hazel Brings it crashing down, Sends your knuckles white as the thin stick bites? But its just your groaning pains. A-come-a Beltane. A-come-a Beltane. A-come-a Beltane. A-come-a Beltane. A-come-a Beltane. A-come-a Beltane. A-come-a Beltane. A-come-a Beltane. A-come-a Beltane. A-come-a Beltane. A-come-a Beltane. A-come-a Beltane. |
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