Written by Ian Anderson
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I review my past through wicked windows framed in silver
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and hung in toughened glass, upon my face around and over
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Now and then: memories of men who loved me.
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No stolen kiss - could match their march on hot coals for me.
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I have walked a line both faint and narrow hard to follow,
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caught up in circumstance, harsh truth for history to mellow.
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Through my eyes: loyalties and obligation
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magnified: Obedience the better fellow.
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Better not remember me. Don't miss my passing
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Fierce winter fails to ruffle my icy sleep.
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We never quite vanish. No wet soft surrender.
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Still waiting: bad blood running in close families.
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I laughed like any child - although you might find that strange
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and Christmas was my favourite holiday.
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Christmas was my favourite holiday.
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Am F C
I am not alone, in seeing the world through wicked windows,
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while others hide likewise, behind this vunerable squinting.
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It's in the stare: It's in the silent scrutinizing.
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Strip you bare: I offer you no more disguising.
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Better not remember me. Don't miss my passing
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Fierce winter fials to ruffle my icy sleep.
Am G D
We never quite vanish. No wet soft surrender.
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Still waiting: bad blood running in close families.
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