The Clasp Lyrics - Broadsword And The Beast - Jethro Tull

We travellers on the endless wastes in single orbits, 

gliding cold-eyed march towards the dawn behind 

hard-weather hoods a-hiding. 

Meeting as the tall ships do, passing in the channel 

afraid to chance a gentle touch --- 

afraid to make the clasp. 

In high-rise city canyons dwells the discontent of ages. 

On ring roads, nose to bumper crawl 

commuters in their cages. Cryptic signals flash 

across from pilots in the fast lane. Double-locked 

and belted in --- too late to make the clasp. 

Let's break the journey now on some lonely road. 

Sit down as strangers will, let the stress unload. 

Talk in confidential terms, share a dark unspoken fear. 

Refill the cup and drink it up. Say goodnight and 

wish good luck. 

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Synthetic chiefs with frozen smiles holding unsteady courses. 

Grip the reins of history, high on their battle horses. 

And meeting as good statesmen do before the T.V. 

eyes of millions, hand to hand exchange the lie --- 

pretend to make the clasp. 

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