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Wicked Windows - Jethro Tull

Written by：Ian Anderson

I review my past through wicked windows

Framed in silver

And hung in toughened glass upon my face

Around and over

Now and then memories of men who loved me

No stolen kiss

Could match their march on hot coals for me

I have walked a line both faint

And narrow hard to follow

Caught up in circumstance

Harsh truth for history to mellow

Through my eyes loyalties and obligation

Magnified

Obedience the better fellow

Better not remember me

Don't miss my passing

Fierce winter fails to ruffle my icy sleep

We never quite vanish

No wet soft surrender

Still waiting bad blood running in close families

I laughed like any child

Although you might find that strange

And Christmas was my favourite holiday

Christmas was my favourite holiday

I am not alone

In seeing the world through wicked windows

While others hide likewise

Behind this vulnerable squinting

It's in the stare

It's in the silent scrutinizing

Strip you bare

I offer you no more disguising

Better not remember me

Don't miss my passing

Fierce winter fails to ruffle my icy sleep

We never quite vanish

No wet soft surrender

Still waiting bad blood running in families