Branyard Story
Procol Harum
06 Branyard Story Intro + ://: Chicken in the farmyard there’s an oven in your bin You’re growing old with sorrow you’re growing fat with sin I was living in the graveyard I was hanging from the wall I was living in the desert I was trying not to fall Once I stood upon Olympus then the heavens opened wide I beheld that flaming chariot and I saw the sacred bride / Now and then my life seems truer now and then my thoughts seem pure All in all my thoughts are fewer - maybe death will be my cure