ALBUM: "Shine on Brightly" ARTIST: Procol Harum Songs: Quite Righly So Shine on Brightly Magdalene (My Regal Zonophone) Wish Me Well Ramblin' On Skip Softly (My Moonbeams) In Held Twas In I a) Glimpses of Nirvana b) Twas Tea Time at the Circus c) The Autumn of my Madness d) Look to Your Soul all lyrics by Keith Reid @SONG: "Quite Rightly So" For you (whose eyes were opened wide Whilst mine refused to see) I'm sore in need of saving grace Be kind and humour me I'm lost amidst a sea of wheat Where people speak but seldom meet And grief and laughter, strange but true Although they die, they seldom cry An ode by any other name I know might read more sweet Perhaps the sun will never shine Upon my field of wheat But still in closing, let me say For those too sick, too sick to see Though not it shows, yes, someone knows I wish that one was me An ode by any other name I know might read more sweet Perhaps the sun will never shine Upon my field of wheat But still in closing, let me say For those too sick, too sick to see Though not it shows, yes, someone knows I wish that one was me @SONG: "Shine on Brightly" My Prussian-blue electric clock's 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 @SONG: "Magdalene (My Regal Zonophone)" Though I know the night has fallen And the sun sailed out to sea I will wait here for the band to play The trumpet volunt'ry With one foot on the seashore And the other in the sand I will stand here plaiting daisies Whilst you play the piano-grande Caprice, your bugle blew away The cobwebs from my ears And for once, I stood quite naked Ashamed, I wept the tears Which I tried to hide inside Myself from me, I mean from you But the shame I found too painful And the pain it only grew Magdalene, my Regal Zonophone @SONG: "Wish Me Well" You know I caught a glimpse, thought I understood But I left it all far behind Now if I'd known then what I know now Do you think I would've been so blind? Gonna take myself down to a wishing well I'm gonna make myself one last wish And if you follow me there, better bring what you've found 'Cause my night has come and I'm going down Gonna buy myself a big rockin' chair And when I'm sittin' in that, then no one will peek And if my friends will come, they'll see what I'm suffering from I wish, I wish, I could rock myself to sleep Gonna take myself down to a wishing well Gonna make myself one last wish If you follow me there, better bring what you've found 'Cause my night has come and I'm going down @SONG: "Ramblin' On" A local picture house Was showing a Batman movie You see this guy fly up in the sky Thought to myself, "Why shouldn't I?" Bought a pair of wings Went upon the wall Was about to jump into the air When a voice from the street called @SONG: "Hey wait a minute! Don't you realize the danger? What do you think you are Some kind of angel?" I considered for a minute Thought "He only speaks the truth" For the barbells on my eyelids Only emphasized my youth And the sawdust in my blimsoles (?) Means the same to him as me But that's neither here nor further So I spoke considerately @SONG: "If you understand Just what I'm trying to say, Whatever you do, don't grin, You'll give the game away!" By now a crowd had gathered And it seemed that all was lost In the anger of the moment I had diced with death and lost It seemed to me the time was right So I burst into song In the anger of the moment The crowd began to sing along I could not see a way out of this predicament Just then a breeze Cruised through the trees And up in the air I went I must have flown a mile Or maybe it was eight Thought to myself pretty soon I'd hit the Golden Gate Just then a passing bird For no reason I could see Took a peck at my wings And that was the end of me I went down, hit the ground Faster than the speed of sound Luckily I broke no bones Only tore my underclothes @SONG: "Skip Softly (My Moonbeams)" Skip softly, my moonbeams, avoid being seen Pretend that perhaps you are part of a dream Which (seen by some other such person as me) Would only glow smiling and nod and agree Skip softly, my moonbeams, for I have heard tales That the stairs up to heaven lead straight down to hell That pride is the last thing which comes before a fall I'd as soon talk to you as make love to a wall @SONG: "In Held Twas In I" "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 in the eye of a 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 could 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 so 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 fate, 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 wrong 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 say, it all works out "'Twas Tea-Time at the Circus" 'Twas tea-time at the circus King Jimmy, he was there Through hoops he skipped, highwires he tripped And all the while the glare Of the aching, baking spotlight Beat down upon his cloak And though the crowd clapped furiously They could not see the joke 'Twas tea-time at the circus Though some might not agree As jugglers danced and horses pranced And clowns clowned endlessly >From trunk to tail, the elephants Quite silent, never spoke And though the crowd clapped desperately They could not see the joke "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 verse) 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 "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 read 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 soon 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 For others who remain untrue And won't commit that crime, yeah... It's all so simple, really, If you'll just look to your soul "Grande Finale" THE END!