13.3.07
Meanwhile back in the year one
When you belonged to no one
You didn´t stand a chance son
If your pants were undone
Cause you were bred for humanity
And sold to society
One day you´ll wake in the present day
A million generations removed from expectations of
Being who you really want to be
Skating away
Skating away
Skating away
On the thin ice of a new day
So as you push off from the shore
Won´t you turn your head once more
And make your peace with evryone
For those who choose to stay
Will live just one more day
To do the things they should have done
And as you cross the wilderness
Spinning in your emptyness you feel you have to pray
Looking for a sign that the Universal Mind
Has written you into the passion play
Skating away
Skating away
Skating away
On the thin ice of a new day
And as you cross the circle line
Well the ice wall creaks behind
You´re a rabbit on the run
And silver splinters fly
In the corner of your eye
Shining in the setting sun
Well do you ever get the feeling
That the story´s too damn real and in the present tense
Or that everybody´s on the stage
And it seems like you´re the only person sitting in the audience
Skating away
Skating away
Skating away
On the thin ice of a new day
Skating away
Skating away
Skating away
(in Jethro Tull: Warchild. Aqui ao lado no player.)
