Velvet Green
And if we live the lie, let's lie in trust.
On golden daffodils, to catch the silver stream
That washes out the wild oat seed on velvet green.
We'll dream as lovers under the stars -
Of civilizations raging afar.
And the ragged dawn breaks on your battle scars.
As you walk home cold and alone upon velvet green.
My gods do I love Jethro Tull.
On golden daffodils, to catch the silver stream
That washes out the wild oat seed on velvet green.
We'll dream as lovers under the stars -
Of civilizations raging afar.
And the ragged dawn breaks on your battle scars.
As you walk home cold and alone upon velvet green.
My gods do I love Jethro Tull.