One White Duck / 0¹⁰ = Nothing at All Jethro Tull

[One White Duck]
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?
One white duck on your wall
One duck on your wall

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?
One white duck on your wall
One duck on your wall
One duck on your wall

[0¹⁰ = Nothing at All]
So fly away Peter and fly away Paul
From the finger-tip ledge of contentment
The long restless rustle of high-heel boots calls
And I'm probably bound to deceive you after all