Beside Myself Jethro Tull

Small child messing down, messing down
In the streets of Bombay
Cities like this have no shame, no shame;
Indeed, why should they?
Out in the middle distance, several tragedies are playing
I'm beside myself

Big sister, can you hear him, can you hear him?
I'm beside myself
Big sister, can you see him cry, see him cry?
I'm beside myself
I saw you taking money in the shadows --
In the shadows by the station there

I'll wish you up a silver train
To carry you to school, bring you home again
Strip off that work paint and put a cleaner face on
I'm beside myself

Hollow faced mother with her babe in arms
Babe in arms-looks through me
Behind forgotten charms
Forgotten charms to soothe me
Between the guilt and charity --
I feel the wimp inside of me