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Jethro Tull Ian Anderson Walk Into Light

I'd like you to meet. On trains, on trains we love to spend our lives on trains. Join the secret world of trains. Feel the pleasure. Touch the pain. Drift into

: I looked in the mirror then saw my face in a dream. With eyes sharp as diamonds blessed with clear vision. Things were not as they seemed. Black

: As I drove down the road to look for Eden saw two young girls but left them standing there. They were too late to get home on the underground and

: I walk along the Strand to catch the late ride home. Shuttle through the evening gloom knowing I forgot to phone. The back door's open. There'

Shake off that nervous twitch and feel your strength. Stand astride the width and walk the length. Those super-troopers fired and burning bright. Step into joy. Walk into light

I looked in the mirror then saw my face in a dream. With eyes sharp as diamonds blessed with clear vision. Things were not as they seemed. Black

I'm slipping into grey. And I was (in my way) good to you. And you were good for me. Bye bye my love. Going to play the end game. It's growing kind

Somewhere in a town in England lay a babe with a curious smile. He was of your father's children. Born each side of a dry-stone mile. He grew up

I walk along the Strand to catch the late ride home. Shuttle through the evening gloom knowing I forgot to phone. The back door's open. There's