Procol Harum

Procol Harum
Shine On Brightly

Alarm bell rings, it will not stop
And I can see no end in sight
And search in vain by candlelight
For some long road that goes nowhere
For some signpost that is not there
And even my befuddled brain
Is shining brightly, quite insane

The chandelier is in full swing
As gifts for me the three kings bring
Of myrrh and frankincense, I'm told
And fat old Buddhas carved in gold
And though it seems they smile with glee
I know in truth they envy me
And watch as my befuddled brain
Shines on brightly quite insane

Above all else, confusion reigns
And though I ask, no one explains
My eunuch friend has been and gone
He said that I must soldier on
And though the ferris wheel spins 'round
My tongue it seems has run the ground
And croaks as my befuddled brain
Shines on brightly, quite insane


Toegevoegd door OptimusPrime op do 14 aug, 2003 9:43 pm

Auteur: Gary Brooker, Keith Reid, G.Brooker-K.Reid
Componist: Gary Brooker
Uitgever: Cube (6)
Uitgegeven in: 2018
Taal: Engels
Beschikbaar op: One More Time (2005)


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