I can’t seem to show them The things they can’t seem to see My Fathering reputation at stake Few were the tricks up my sleeves
Listen now my children Take heed the words of love Put on your thinking caps Take off your boxing gloves
Open sesame oh heart I plead! A solution has to be... Teach them how to break them down Their walls of misery
Oh Father how have you forsaken me?
Traveler Tim
Juthro Tull "Thick As A Brick"
Really don't mind if you sit this one out. My words but a whisper, your deafness a SHOUT. I may make you feel but I can't make you think. Your *****'s in the gutter, your love's in the sink.
So you ride yourselves over the fields and you make all your animal deals and your wise men don't know how it feels to be thick as a brick.
And the sand-castle virtues are all swept away In the tidal destruction the moral melee. The elastic retreat rings the close of play as the last wave uncovers the newfangled way.