Clasp (2005 Remaster) - Jethro Tull

We travellers on the endless

Wastes in single orbits dliding

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

Criptic 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

Synthetic shiefs with frozen

Smiles holdihg unsteady courses

Grip the reins of history

High on their battle horses

And meeting as good statesmen

Do before the tv eyes of millions

Hand to hand exchange the lie

Pretend to make

The clasp