One White Duck / 0^10 = Nothing at All - Steven Wilson Stereo Remix

Jethro Tull
 Minstrel In The Gallery
 One White Duck / 0^{10} = Nothing At All
 There's a haze on the skyline, to wish me on my way.
 And there's a note on the telephone --- some roses on a
 Tray.
 And the motorway's stretching right out to us all,
 As I pull on my old wings --- one white duck
 On your wall.
 Isn't it just too damn real?
 I'll catch a ride on your violin --- strung upon your bow.
 And I'll float on your melody --- sing your chorus soft
 And low.
 There's a picture-view postcard to say that I called.
 You can see from the fireplace, one white duck
 On your wall.
 Isn't it just too damn real?
 So fly away Peter and fly away Paul --- from the
 Finger-tip ledge of contentment.
 The long restless rustle of high-heeled boots calls.
 And I'm probably bound to deceive you after all.
 Something must be wrong with me and my brain ---
 If I'm so patently unrewarding.
 But my dreams are for dreaming and best left that
 Way --- and my zero to your power of ten equals
 Nothing at all.
 There's no double-lock defense; there's no chain on my door.
 I'm available for consultation,
 But remember your way in is also my way out, and
 Love's four-letter word is no compensation.
 Well, I'm the Black Ace dog-handler: I'm a waiter on
 Skates --- so don't you jump to your foreskin conclusion.
 Because I'm up to my deaf ears in cold breakfast trays ---
 To be cleared before I can dine on your sweet Sunday
 Lunch confusion.