A Change Of Horses - Ian Anderson, Jethro Tull

Last lights wink out on this pale and sultry night

Stars signal long past two AM

I feel the lateness in the hour

And I’m fifty long years from home

A new dawn glimmers.

Time for a change of horses

It’s time to chart new courses

And head for safer houses

No more empty towers of this unholy Babylon

Some four hundred thousand hours have come and gone

I smell, in the air, a new meadow morning

Fresh-flowering grasses stirring

And no pressure free-falling

Thin mists to bring and light airs to call

And we treasure all, all that we left behind us

No pointed cold and dark regrets

No nameless blame to lay

Resolute, the optimist, I ride fresh horse and spur it on

Four hundred thousand hours have come and gone