Old Ghosts

Album cover art for "Old Ghosts" by Jethro Tull

Jethro Tull - Rock, Folk Rock

Old Ghosts

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[Verse 1] Hair stands high on the cat's back like A ridge of threatening hills Sheepdogs howl, make tracks and growl Their tails hanging low And young children falter in their games At the altar of life's hide-and-seek Between tall pillars, where Sunday-night killers In grey raincoats peek [Chorus] I'll be coming again like an old dog in pain Blown through the eye of the hurricane Down to the stones where old ghosts play [Verse 2] Misty colours unfold a backcloth cold Fine tapestry of silk I draw around me like a cloak And soundless glide a-drifting On eddies whirled in beech leaves furled Brown and gold they fly In the warm mesh of sunlight Sifting now from a cloudless sky [Chorus] I'll be coming again like an old dog in pain Blown through the eye of the hurricane Down to the stones where old ghosts play

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  • Ian Anderson