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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ian Anderson
Ian Anderson
Flute
David Goodier
David Goodier
Bass Guitar
John O'Hara
John O'Hara
Keyboards
Jack Clark
Jack Clark
Electric Guitar
James Duncan
James Duncan
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ian Anderson
Ian Anderson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ian Anderson
Ian Anderson
Producer
Michael Downs
Michael Downs
Recording Engineer
Nick Watson
Nick Watson
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I count my life in seconds past
In meeting minutes, hours of glass
Days of quiet watching, thought bubble clouds
Blow through the years, wond'ring aloud
[Verse 2]
Needle matches spark my fires
Dissenting voices from steeple spires
Ring out across the woody hills
As brief as mad March daffodils
[Verse 3]
Asking, "Why am I here?"
Answering, "Why am I anywhere?"
Orbiting construct of Jung and Freud
Psycho-dreaming asteroid
[Verse 4]
Faced with big questions, toss and turn
Unfit to frolic, unconcerned
[Verse 5]
Asking, "Why am I here?"
Answering, "Why am I anywhere?"
Orbiting construct of Jung and Freud
Psycho-dreaming asteroid
[Verse 6]
Ruminant pleasures, write them down
Harsh adjective, improper noun
Reconsider each every day
I'll change my viewpoint, shift and sway
[Verse 7]
No head in pickle, soup or stew
Sit on the fence, enjoy the view
[Verse 8]
Needle matches spark my fires
Dissenting voices from steeple spires
Ring out across the woody hills
As brief as mad March daffodils
[Verse 9]
Dead, gone, detached from your reality
Pray, think of me kindly anyway
In wee hours you hear midst the gath'ring gloom
My ghostly whisper, "Cogito, ergo sum"
Written by: Ian Anderson
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