Jethro Tull The Silver Chord Lyrics

"Do you still see me, even here? The silver chord lies on the ground.
And so I'm dead," the young man said. "Over the hill, not to wish away.
My friends as one all stand aligned, although their taxis came too late.
There was a rush along the Fulham road; there was a hush in the Passion Play.

Such a sense of glowing in the aftermath, ripe with rich attainments all imagined
Sad misdeeds in disarray, the sore thumb screams aloud,
Echoing out of the Passion Play.
All the old, familiar choruses come crowding in a different key:
Melodies decaying in sweet dissonance.
There was a rush along the Fulham road, into the Ever-Passion Play."