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    "In Held ('twas) In I" Lyrics

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    In Held 'Twas In I (1968 - Procol Harum: Brooker/Fisher/Reid)

    1. Glimpses of Nirvana

    In the darkness of the night,
    only occasionally relieved by glimpses of Nirvana
    as seen through other people's windows,
    wallowing in a morass of self-despair
    made only more painful by the knowledge
    that all I am is of my own making ...

    When everything around me,
    even the kitchen ceiling,
    has collapsed and crumbled without warning.
    And I am left, standing alive and well,
    looking up and wondering why and wherefore.

    At a time like this, which exists maybe only for me,
    but is nonetheless real, if I can communicate,
    and in the telling and the bearing of my soul anything is gained,
    even though the words which I use are pretentious
    and make you cringe with embarrassment,
    let me remind you of the pilgrim
    who asked for an audience with the Dalai Lama.

    He was told he must first spend five years in contemplation.
    After the five years, he was ushered into the Dalai Lama's presence,
    who said, 'Well, my son, what do you wish to know?'
    So the pilgrim said, 'I wish to know the meaning of life, father.'

    And the Dalai Lama smiled and said,
    'Well my son, life is like a beanstalk, isn't it?'

    Held close by that which some despise
    which some call fake, and others lies
    And somewhat small
    for one so tall
    a doubting Thomas who would be?
    It's written plain for all to see
    for one who I am with no more
    it's hard at times, it's awful raw

    They say that Jesus healed the sick and helped the poor
    and those unsure
    believed his eyes
    - a strange disguise
    Still write it down, it might be read
    nothing's better left unsaid
    only sometimes, still no doubt
    it's hard to see, it all works out

    2. In the Autumn of My Madness

    In the autumn of my madness when my hair is turning grey
    for the milk has finally curdled and I've nothing left to say
    When all my thoughts are spoken (save my last departing birds)
    bring all my friends unto me and I'll strangle them with words
    In the autumn of my madness which in coming won't be long
    for the nights are now much darker and the daylight's not so strong
    and the things which I believed in are no longer quite enough
    for the knowing is much harder and the going's getting rough

    3. Look to Your Soul

    I know if I'd been wiser this would never have occurred
    but I wallowed in my blindness so it's plain that I deserve
    for the sin of self-indulgence when the truth was writ quite clear
    I must spend my life amongst the dead who spend their lives in fear
    of a death that they're not sure of, of a life they can't control
    It's all so simple really if you just look to your soul
    Some say that I'm a wise man, some think that I'm a fool
    It doesn't matter either way: I'll be a wise man's fool
    For the lesson lies in learning and by teaching I'll be taught
    for there's nothing hidden anywhere, it's all there to be sought
    And so if you know anything look closely at the time
    at others who remain untrue and don't commit that crime

    4. Grand Finale (intrumental)
    • submitted by Makis_G on February 19th, 2012

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