Wond’ring aloud --
How we feel today
Last night sipped the sunset --
My hand in her hair
We are our own saviours
As we start both our hearts beating life
Into each other
Wond’ring aloud --
Will the years treat us well
As she floats in the kitchen
I’m tasting the smell, yeah
Of toast as the butter runs
Then she comes, spilling crumbs on the bed
And I shake my head
And it’s only the giving
That makes you what you are
His lyrics should be taught in English literature classes. His music should be studied in music appreciation and the classics. His music will go down in history as one of the greats of this time.
Hmmmmmm, Ive been a Jethro Tull fan for years. Wondring Aloud is one of my favorite songs, yet I cant believe I just discovered the complete version of this song. Thanks for posting!
Thumbs up, if you've listened to this song a million times on Aqualung and having a heart attack like me hearing this version for the first time. I've always felt "why does this song have to be so short" - there, I have it!!!!
There's a beautiful ridge of low, wooded hills in England, called The Chilterns, which are effectively 'The Shire' - rising as they do in Oxfordshire, crossing Buckinghamshire, Bedfordshire and finally diminishing in Hertfordshire. Everywhere in The Chilterns is steeped in Tull. Most days, I pass the building (in the town of Luton, Bedfordshire) which until 1971 used to be the Ritz cinema- and for which, amongst other duties, Iain Anderson, in 1967 and pre-Tull, was the toilet cleaner. I cannot help but smile as I pass. At other times I'm in St Albans, Hertfordshire. As I pass the Cathedral, in my mind's eye I'm seeing Iain playing 'Solstice Bells' inside the Cathedral, at one of his regular winter concerts there. In summer/autumn, there are several country pubs in the Chilterns we go to, where you can sit and have a pint and a ploughman's lunch in the pub garden and still see shire horses working a few yards away. I have Tull's 'Heavy Horses' in my mind all the day! Greetings from Hertfordshire to all lovers of Tull.
"We wandered through quiet lands, felt the first breath of snow." The lyrics are pure poetry on their own, but when you add that beautiful melody and the phrasing, intonation and clarity of Ian Anderson's voice at that time; well, awesome does not really do it justice.