We travellers on the endless wastes in single orbits, gliding
Cold-eyed march towards the dawn behind hard-weather hoods a-hiding.
Meeting as the tall ships do, passing in the channel
Afraid to chance a gentle touch, afraid to make the clasp.

In high-rise city canyons dwells the discontent of ages.
On ring roads, nose to bumper crawl
Commuters in their cages.
Cryptic signals flash across
From pilots in the fast lane.
Double-locked and belted in too late to make the clasp.

Let's break the journey now on some lonely road.
Sit down as strangers will, let the stress unload.
Talk in confidential terms, share a dark unspoken fear.
Refill the cup and drink it up.
Say goodnight and wish good luck.

Synthetic chiefs with frozen smiles holding unsteady courses.
Grip the reins of history, high on their battle horses.
And meeting as good statesmen do before the T.V. eyes of millions,
Hand to hand exchange the lie pretend to make the clasp.

Lyrics submitted by Lateralus518

"Clasp" as written by Ian Anderson

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    General CommentI love this song. It's about how all of our insecurities and selfishness and deceit keep us from truely connecting with, and living in harmony with each other.
    pirate87on February 04, 2012   Link
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    General CommentI heartily agree, and the second verse also brings up the idea that sometimes we make our lives too busy and complicated to connect with people.

    The third verse is what the author thinks we should do, talk with the stranger we meet and take the time to connect with them and also (I take my own liberty here) help lift them up.
    Manetherinon July 25, 2013   Link

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