Jethro Tull, *First snow on Brooklyn.
A peaceful picture slide show of New York City in the winter time with a nice
music of Jethro Tull (2003). I dedicate this video to my good friend, who loves
NYC so much. :) Lyrics by Ian Anderson: FIRST SNOW ON BROOKLYN I flew in on the
evening plane. Is it such a good idea that I am here again? And I could cut my
cold breath with a knife. And taste the winter of another life. A yellow cab
from JFK, the long way round. I didnt mind: gave me thinking time before I ran
aground on rocky memories and choking tears. I believe it only rained round here
in thirty years. Now, its the first snow on Brooklyn and my cold feet are
drumming. You dont see me in the shadows from your cozy window frame. And last
night, who was in your parlour wrapping presents in the late hour to place upon
your pillow as the morning came? Thin wind stings my face: pull collar up. I
could murder coffee in a grande cup. No welcome deli; theres no Starbucks here.
A dime for a quick phone call could cost me dear. And the first snow on Brooklyn
paints a Christmas card upon the pavement. The cab leaves a disappearing trace
and then its gone. And the snow covers my footprints, deep regrets and heavy
heartbeats. When you wake youll never see the spot that I was standing on. Some
things are best forgotten: some are better half-remembered. I just thought that
I might be there on your, on your Christmas night. And the first snow on
Brooklyn makes a lonely road to travel cold crunch steps that echo as the
blizzard.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eeVQo7AgSd4
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8TbZlk8TqsM
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