Monthly Archives: May 2012
“He said, ‘My name’s The Teacher. Oh, that is what I call myself. And I have a lesson that I must impart to you, it’s an old expression but I must insist it’s true.’”- Jethro Tull, Teacher
Hey now, what’s that sound?
Can’t you hear the motion in my mind?
I need time to capture all the minutes.
I don’t have a box to keep them still.
Who can help me? Morrow says he will.
Hey now, when’s the day?
Don’t you know this offer will explode?
There’s no limit to your love inside.
But you need to know how to create.
I can help you unload all the weight.
Learn to Morrow, lift your voice in flight.
Learn to Morrow and you’ll be alright.
Joy or sorrow, you can’t pick and choose.
But Learn to Morrow, beat or play the blues.
Hey now, look around
singing, dancing, shining star delight!
We have got the recipe for you.
You can bake it, fry it, mix it up.
Taste it, lick your lips and drain your cup!
Learn to Morrow, shake it up and down.
Learn to Morrow, coming to your town.
Beg or borrow, there’s no need to steal.
Learn to Morrow and your heart will heal.
Hey now! Hell gone! Damn your worried soul.
Hey now! Hell gone! Music takes control.
Today, play through, you can learn the way.
Morrow, Morrow, teach me how to pray.
Learn to Morrow, sing with us tonight.
Learn to Morrow, turn your wrong aright.
Joy or sorrow, beg or borrow, it’s ok.
Learn to Morrow, Learn Today, anyway.