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I sat me down to write a simple story
Which maybe in the end became a song
In trying to find the words which might begin it
I found these were the thoughts I brought along
At first I took my weight to be an anchor
I gathered up my fears to guide me 'round
But then I clearly saw my own delusion
And found my struggles further bogged me down
In starting out I thought to go exploring
And set my foot upon the nearest road
In vain I looked to find the promised turning
But only saw how far I was from home
Reff: In searching I forsook the paths of learning
And sought instead to find some pirate's gold
In fighting I did hurt those dearest to me
And still no hidden truths could I unfold
I sat me down to write a simple story
Which maybe in the end became a song
The words have all been read by one before me
We're taking turns in trying to pass them on
Oh, we're taking turns in trying to pass them on
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- Miscellaneous
- Procol Harum
- Broken Barricades
- Exotic Birds And Fruit
- Shine On Brightly
- In Concert With The Danish National Concert Orchestra And...
- Some Long Road
- Spirit Of Nøkken
- One More Time (Live In Utrecht)
- Ensemble - "Terra" new edition
- MMX
- All About - Reclam Musik Edition 2 Epic Rock
- Rehearsal (Live In Copenhagen DVD)
- The Ultimate 60s Collection
- The Sound of Magic
- Grandes Éxitos 1967
- Grand Hotel
- Then and Now, the Best of Procol Harum
- Live: In Concert With the Edmonton Symphony Orchestra
- A White Shade of Pale