Jethro Tull - Wond'ring Aloud, Again

Most of you older gents and ladies are familiar with Ian Anderson and one of his most magnificent of songs called "Wond'ring' Aloud".

This is different take on this song which combines a later take with the original.

I've always thought it to be one of the most intimate of love songs.

This rev is somewhat more haunting. Perhaps it adds the element of an apocalypse of a world destroyed that the two lovers survive and along with them survives hope.

At least that's my take.

I found a site for the lyrics and the chords for those of you who, like me, want it all.

Chords here:

https://www.guitartabsexplorer.com/jethro-tull-Tabs/wonderin

Lyrics link here:
https://lyrics.fandom.com/wiki/Jethro_Tull:Wond%27ring_Aloud

Enjoy.

In 500 years, Anderson, I believe, will be remembered with Beethoven, Mozart and the other greats, especially for his now epic, "Thick As a Brick".

Lyrics in their entirely if you don't feel like clickin':

Wond'ring aloud
How we feel today
Last night sipped the sunset
My hands in her hair
We are our own saviours
As we start both our hearts beating life
Into each other

Wond'ring aloud
Will the years treat us well
As she floats in the kitchen
I'm tasting the smell
Of toast as the butter runs
Then she comes, spilling crumbs on the bed
And I shake my head

And later I'm out where the late workers shouting for more
And giving himself completely she did long before
And it's only the giving
That makes you what you are

Wond'ring aloud will a son one day be born
To share in our infancy
In the child's path we've worn
In the aging seclusion of this earth that our birth did surprise
We'll open his eyes

There's the stillness of death on a deathly unliving sea
And the motor car magical world long since ceased to be
When the Eve-bitten apple returned to destroy the tree

Incestuous ancestry's charabanc ride
Spawning new millions throws the world on its side
Supporting their far-flung illusion, the national curse
And those with no sandwiches please get off the bus

The excrement bubbles, the century's slime decays
And the brainwashing government lackeys would have us say
It's under control and we'll soon be on our way
To a grand year for babies and quiz panel games
Of the hot hungry millions you'll be sure to remain
The natural resources are dwindling and no one grows old
And those with no homes to go to, please dig yourself holes

We wandered through quiet lands, felt the first breath of snow
Searched for the last pigeon, slate grey I've been told
Stumbled on a daffodil
Which she crushed in the rush, heard it sigh
And left it to die

At once felt remorse and were touched by the loss of our own
Held its poor broken head in her hands
Dropped soft tears in the snow
And it's only the taking that makes you what you are

Wond'ring aloud will a son one day be born
To share in our infancy
In the child's path we've worn
In the aging seclusion of this earth that our birth did surprise
We'll open his eyes

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By: BobWhiteAtNight (6484.10)

Tags: Ian Anderson, Jethro Tull, Wond'ring Aloud, Wond'ring Again

Location: England