Ian Anderson - Different Germany

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The lights are down in Germany
and Germany is closed to me
different somehow this time.
The airport s still, cold corridors
ring empty beats through hollow feet
that I find to be mine.
Different Germany.
History repeats somehow.
Different Germany.
Afraid to know you now.
And past my eyes with leathered gaze
stare clean-cut boys all dressed as men
in sharpened uniform.
Who turned the clock? (Moved on or back)
and what dark chill is gathering still
before the storm.
Out in the street a tableau double-glazed
with laughing girls whose fastened smiles
are clearly not meant for me.
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    May i have a talk with you

    Now now, my darling
    Can i have a little talk with you
    Oh now now now now, darling
    Can i have a little talk with you
    You know i don t think it will be long
    Before our love is through

    Yes, tell me, darling
    Am i right or am i wrong
    Oh tell me, tell me, tell...

    Courage

    Contrary to the matter
    Who you are, you are not
    Come with me, I ll show you Saturn
    Planets don t quite align

    You should try not to be so courageous

    Chorus:
    I never said you were a mistake at all
    You got it all wrong, you re...

    All my trials

    Hush little baby don t you cry,
    You know your mother s bound to die.

    Chorus
    Too late, my brothers,
    Too late, but never mind.
    All my trial, Lord, soon be over.

    If religion was a thing that money could buy,

    Now comest the night

    When the hour is upon us
    And our beauty surely gone
    No, you will not be forgotten
    No, you will not be alone

    And when the day has all but ended
    And our echo starts to fade
    No you will not be alone then
    And you will not be...

    Say you love me

    Being one of those grains of sand
    I get blown all around the world
    And what I make of it
    Oh I don t know
    What s the meaning of it
    Oh I don t know

    I ve been around so many times...