Tundra - Jethro Tull

Tundra (2005 Digital Remaster) - Jethro Tull
Short arctic desert day
Someone left their snow shoes
In the tundra
Look around every which way
But I can't see just where the footprints go
Is it a casual disappearance
Plucked from the middle atmosphere
Like straw wind blown
No speck on the horizon
No simple message scrawled
Upon the snow
Unearthly visitation
Someone left their snow shoes in the tundra
Hungry buzzard flier
Circling round and round
Rattling death's tambourine
Have to run it down the cold wire
Late insertion in tomorrow's lost and found
Should I spread out searching
But I'm a little thin upon the ground
So I raise my lips to coax
The last drop of brandy
From the bottle off
Rest my feet and contemplate
The mystery that's haunting
This siberian space
No shoes they bind me down
I'm just one more parasite of the surface layer
I begin to get the feeling
I've been on this stage before
And I'm the only player
One more arctic desert day
Another set of shoes out in the tundra snow
I make my fade to white out
And you can't see where my footprints go go