Lletres: Jethro Tull. Catfish Rising. Thinking Round Corners.

All of you sit up in bed
Don't think in straight lines ahead
Can't sleep? The head spin?
Don't think in circles, it'll do you in

Think back to the dream you had
No sense of being good or bad
Jump to the left, jump to the right
Think round corners into night

Let's go in wet corridors
Dive down drains
Draw strength from machinery
It's all the same
Thinking round corners
Think round corners, I say

Pretty girl with neon eyes
Best man between white thighs
Bridegroom didn't know a thing
Got his love in lights, she wears two rings

Think back to that dream you had
Blue boy sorry, pink girl sad
Yellow cow, big-eyed moon
All coming round the corner soon

Let's stand in rapids
Cling to carnivals
Spit life from the maypole
In savage ceremony

Let's go in wet corridors
Dive down drains
Draw strength from machinery
It's all the same
Thinking round corners
Think round corners, I say

Paper cowboys, tin drums banging
Where the white man comes
Landowners with whips and chains
But soft in bed amidst warm rains

Thinking back to the dream they had
Jack and Jill, Jack the lad
Homestead, home free
How about leaving some for me?

Let's bathe in malt whiskey
Covet gold finery
Through the eyes of a Jackdaw
Dressed to the nines

Let's go down wet corridors
Dive down drains
Draw strength from machinery
It's all the same
Thinking round corners
Think round corners, I say

Thinking round corners
Thinking round corners
Thinking round corners