"North Sea Oil"
music and lyrics by Ian Anderson

Stormwatch (1979), Stormwatch (remaster) (2004)

Black and viscous
Bound to cure blue lethargy
Sugar-plum petroleum for energy
Tightrope-balanced payments
Need a small reprieve
Oh, please believe
We want to be in North Sea Oil
New-found wealth sits on the shelf of yesterday
Hot-air balloon
Inflation soon will make you pay
Riggers rig and diggers dig their shallow grave
But we'll be saved
And what we crave is North Sea Oil
Prices boom in Aberdeen and London Town
Ten more years to lay the fears
Erase the frown
Before we are all nuclear
The better way
Oh, let us pray
We want to stay in North Sea Oil

"Orion"
music and lyrics by Ian Anderson

Stormwatch (1979), Stormwatch (remaster) (2004)

Orion, won't you give (make) me your star sign
Orion, get up on the sky-line
I'm high on my hill and I feel fine
Orion, let's sip the heaven's heady wine
Orion, light your lights
Come guard the open spaces
From the black horizon to the pillow where I lie
Your faithful dog shines
Brighter than its lord and master
Your jewelled sword twinkles
As the world rolls by
So come up singing above the cloudy cover
Stare through at people
Who toss fitful in their sleep
I know you're watching
As the old gent by the station scuffs his toes
On old fag packets lying in the street
And silver shadows
Flick across the closing bistro
Sweet waiters link their arms
And patter down the street
Their words lost blowing
On cold winds in darkest Chelsea
Prime years fly fading
With each young heart's beat
Orion, won't you give (make) me your star sign
Orion, get up on the sky-line
I'm high on my hill and I feel fine
Orion, let's sip the heaven's heady wine
And young girls shiver
As they wait by lonely bus-stops
After sad parties, no-one to take them home
To greasy bed-sitters
And make a late-night play
For lost virginity a thousand miles away

"Home"
music and lyrics by Ian Anderson

Stormwatch (1979), Stormwatch (remaster) (2004)

As the dawn sun breaks over sleepy gardens
I'll be here to do all things to comfort you
And though I've been away
Left you alone this way
Why don't you come awake
And let your first smile take me home
The shadows in the park were longer yesterday
And Lady Luck stood still, waiting for the kill
And on a jumbo ride over seas grey
Deep and wide
I flew for heaven's sake
And let the angels take me home
Down steep and narrow lanes
I see the chimneys smoking
Above the golden fields
Know what the robin feels
In his summer jamboree
All elements agree in sweet and stormy blend
Midwife to winds that send me home

"Dark Ages"
music and lyrics by Ian Anderson

Stormwatch (1979), Stormwatch (remaster) (2004)

Darlings are you ready for the long winter's fall?
Said the lady in her parlor
Said the butler in the hall
Is there time for another?
Cried the drunkard in his sleep
Not likely said the little child
What's done the lord can keep
And the vicar stands a-praying
And the television dies
As the white dot flickers and is gone
And no-one stops to cry
The big jet rumbles over runway miles
That scar the patchwork green
Where slick tycoons and rich buffoons
Have opened up the seam
Of golden nights and champagne flights
Ad-man overkill, and in the haze
Consumer crazed, we take the sugar pill
Jagged fires mark the picket lines
The politicians weep, and mealy-mouthed
Down corridors of power on tip-toe creep
Come and see bereaucracy
Make its final heave
And let the new disorder through
While senses take their leave
Families screaming line the streets
And put the windows through
In corner shops where keepers kept
The country's life-blood blue
Take their pick and try the trick
With loaves and fishes shared
And the vicar shouts as the lights go out
And no-one really cares
Dark Ages, shaking the dead
Closed pages, better not read
Cold rages, burn in your head

"Warm Sporran" (Instrumental)
music by Ian Anderson

Stormwatch (1979), Stormwatch (remaster) (2004)

"Something's On The Move"
music and lyrics by Ian Anderson

Stormwatch (1979), Stormwatch (remaster) (2004)

She wore a black tiara
Rare gems upon her fingers
And she came from distant waters
Where northern lights explode
To celebrate the dawning
Of the new wastes of winter
Gathering royal momentum on the icy road
With chill mists swirling
Like petticoats in motion
Sighted on horizons for ten thousand years
The lady of the ice sounds
A deathly distant rumble
To Titanic-breaking children
Lost in melting crystal tears
Capturing black pieces
In a glass-fronted museum
The white queen rolls
On the chessboard of the dawn
Squeezing through the valleys pausing briefly
In the corries the Ice-Mother mates
And a new age is born
Driving all before her un-stoppable
Un-straining her cold creaking mass
Follows reindeer down
Thin spreading fingers seek
To embrace the sill-warm bundles
That huddle on the doorsteps
Of a white London Town
Oh, sunshine, take me now away from here
I'm a needle on a spiral in a groove
And the turntable spins
As the last waltz begins
And the weather-man says
Something's on the move

"Old Ghosts"
music and lyrics by Ian Anderson

Stormwatch (1979), Stormwatch (remaster) (2004)

Hair stands high on the cat's back
Like a ridge of threatening hills
Sheepdogs howl, make tracks and growl
Their tails hanging low
And young children falter in their games
At the altar of life's hide-and-seek
Between tall pillars
Where Sunday-night killers
In grey raincoats peek
Misty colours unfold a backcloth cold
Fine tapestry of silk
I draw around me like a cloak
And soundless glide a-drifting
On eddies whirled in beech leaves furled
Brown and gold they fly
In the warm mesh of sunlight
Sifting now from a cloudless sky
I'll be coming again like an old dog in pain
Blown through the eye of the hurricane
Down to the stones where old ghosts play

"Dun Ringill"
music and lyrics by Ian Anderson

Stormwatch (1979), 20 Years of Jethro Tull: II. Flawed Gems (Dusted Down) and The Other Sides of Tull (1988), The Best of Jethro Tull: The Anniversary Collection (1993), Stormwatch (remaster) (2004), 'A' (remaster) (2004), The Best of Acoustic Jethro Tull (2007)

Clear light on a slick palm
As I mis-deal the day
Slip the night from a shaved pack
Make a marked card play
Call twilight hours down from a heaven home
High above the highest bidder
For the good Lord's throne
In the wee hours I'll meet you
Down by Dun Ringill
Oh, and we'll watch the old gods play
By Dun Ringill
We'll wait in stone circles
'Til the force comes through
Lines joint in faint discord
And the stormwatch brews
A concert of kings as the white sea snaps
At the heels of a soft prayer whispered
In the wee hours I'll meet you
Down by Dun Ringill
Oh, and I'll take you quickly by Dun Ringill

"Flying Dutchman"
music and lyrics by Ian Anderson

Stormwatch (1979), Stormwatch (remaster) (2004)

Old lady with a barrow; life near ending
Standing by the harbour wall
Warm wishes sending
Children on the cold sea swell
Not fishers of men
Gone to chase away the last herring
Come empty home again
So come all you lovers of the good life
On your supermarket run
Set a sail of your own devising
And be there when the Dutchman comes
Wee girl in a straw hat, from far east warring
Sad cargo of an old ship, young bodies whoring
Slow ocean hobo, ports closed to her crew
No hope of immigration
Keep on passing through
So come all you lovers of the good life
Your children playing in the sun
Set a sympathetic flag a-flying
And be there when the Dutchman comes
Death grinning like a scarecrow
Flying Dutchman
Seagull pilots flown from nowhere
Try and touch one
As she slips in on the full tide
And the harbour-master yells
All hands vanished with the captain
No one left, the tale to tell
So come all you lovers of the good life
Look around you, can you see?
Staring ghostly in the mirror
It's the Dutchman you will be
Floating slowly out to sea, in a misty misery

"Elegy" (Instrumental)
music by David Palmer

Stormwatch (1979), A Classic Case (1985), Stormwatch (remaster) (2004)