Procol Harum Lyrics

Album: A Salty Dog

Crucifiction Lane Lyrics

(Trower / Reid)

You'd better listen anybody, 'cos I'm gonna make it clear 

that my life is unimportant; what I've done I did through fear 

There's a river running through me: on its tide I tried to hide 

nonetheless I could not shake it, and in the end it swept aside 

all my feeble unimportance. I can't say it, never mind 

Can't you hear me mother calling you? I'm cold, I'm deaf, I'm blind 

And if only 'cos you're lucky, we both know that's no find 

I did think I'd be an actor. What I am I'll leave behind 

You'd better listen anybody, 'cos it's me and you --that's it 

and in case you find your maker perhaps you'll plead for us a bit 

All my sick is in my stomach, all my sweat is clearly fear 

and if you could see inside me I don't think you'd have me here 

Tell the helmsman veer to starboard, bring this ship around to port 

and if the sea was not so salty I could sink instead of walk 

And in case of passing strangers who are standing where I fell 

tell the truth: you never knew me, and in truth it's just as well