Silver River Turning — текст песни (Jethro Tull)

I walked down that boulder road,

Through a childs eye saw places where I used to go.

Where I crawled barefoot with a fishing pole

To the rock that overlooked that steelhead hole

But its true--silver river turning blue.



It was a small town in a smaller world.

Just a black dot on an old map with its edges curled.

Where they built their industries on the edge of town--

Leaching chemicals from underground

Now its true--that silver river turning blue.



Just got a late reaction. face reality and stare it down.

Sometimes its harder hanging on. much easier to look around.

But I need that job.



Well, this place no city: were just small players here.

Like a million other heroes drinking poor mans beer.

We know whats right. were just living it wrong.

But theres no easy answer in the green mans song.

What do you do? when your rivers turning blue.