Interpret:

Uriah Heep

Album:

Rarities from the Bronze Age

See the blind man
At the dead of night
He can see, so he won't fight
Running scared like a swan in flight
On and on, looking for delight


But it's you, he'll hear you running
As this blind man tells the blind


See the children in the jungle zone
Black man woken
Till your work is done




He can't hide
There's nowhere to run
Waiting for salvation to come


And it's you, coming from far
Got a lonely mind to sell


Crime of passion, crime of pain
How long before I see you again
I've been free and I've been high
Got a soul, never ask my why