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"In Held 'Twas in I"

Procol Harum With Orchestra and Chorus The London Palladium October 9th 2018 "In Held 'Twas in I" 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 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.' 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 fake, and others lies They say I'm somewhat small For one so weak, for one so tall A doubting Thomas who would be? It's written plain, written plain for all to see For one who I am it's all gone It's hard at times, when it's all gone 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 II. 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 breath 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 that I believe in Are no longer quite enough For the knowing is much harder And the going's getting rough III. 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 But 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 learn anything Look closely at the time But others will remain untrue And won't commit that crime IV. Grand Finale