When you're falling awake and you take stock of the new day
And you hear your voice croak as you choke on what you need to say
Well, don't you fret, don't you fear
I will give you good cheerLife's a long song
Life's a long song
Life's a long songIf you wait then your plate I will fillAs the verses unfold and your soul suffers the long day
And the twelve o'clock gloom spins the room
You struggle on your way
Well, don't you sigh, don't you cry
Flick the dust from your eyeLife's a long song
Life's a long song
Life's a long songWe will meet in the sweet light of dawnAs the Baker Street train spills your pain all over your new dress
And the symphony sounds underground put you under duress
Well don't you squeal as the heel grinds you under the wheelLife's a long song
Life's a long song
Life's a long songBut the tune ends too soon for us all
Composição: Ian Anderson.
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