Procol Harum - Crucifiction Lane

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 it's 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