Pink Floyd

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LET THERE BE MORE LIGHT

Far far far away way
People heard him say say
I will find a way way
There will come a day day
Something will be done

Then at last the mighty ship descending at a point of flame
Made contact with the human race at Mildenhall

Now now now is the time time
To be be be aware
Carter's father saw it there
And knew the Rhull revealed to him
The living soul of Hereward the Wake

Oh my, something in my eye
Something in the sky
Waiting there for me
The outer lock rolled slowly back
The servicemen were heard to sign
For the revealed in flowing robes was Lucy in the sky

Oh oh did you ever?
No no never ever will they
I'll say!
Summoning his cosmic power
His psychic emanations flowed


REMEMBER A DAY

Remember a day before today
A day when you were young
Free to play along with time
Evening never comes

Sing song that can't be sung
Without the morning's kiss
Queen you shall be if you wish
Look for your king

Why can't we play today?
Why can't we stay that way?

Climb your favourite apple tree
Try to catch the sun
Hide from your little brother's gun
Dream yourself away

Why can't we reach the sun?
Why can't we blow the years away?
Blow away


SET THE CONTROLS FOR THE HEART OF THE SUN

Little by little the night turns around
Counting the leaves which tremble at dawn
Lotus's lean on each other in yearning
Over the hills a swallow is resting

Set the controls for the heart of the sun

Over the mountain watching the Watcher
Breaking the darkness waking the grapevine
Knowledge of love is knowledge of shadow
Love is the shadow that ripens the wine

Set the controls for the heart of the sun

Witness the man who waves at the wall
Making the snape of his question to heaven
Whether the sun will fall in the evening
Will he remember the lesson of giving?

Set the controls for the heart of the sun


CORPORAL CLEGG

Corporal Clegg had a wooden leg
He won it in the war
In nineteen forty four

Corporal Clegg had a medal too
In orange, red and blue
He found it in the zoo

Dear oh dear, oh are they really sad for me?
Dear oh dear, oh will they really laugh at me?

Missus Clegg, you must be proud of him
Missus Clegg, another drop of gin?
Corporal Clegg, umbrella in the rain
He's never been the same
No one is to blame

Corporal Clegg received his medal in a dream
From Her Majesty the Queen,
His boots were very clean
Missus Clegg, you must be proud of him
Missus Clegg, another drop of gin?


A SAUCERFUL OF SECRETS

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SEE-SAW

Marigolds are very much in love
But he doesn't mind
Picking up sister
He makes his way in to the see-saw land
All the way up she smiles
She goes up as he goes down, down

Sits on a stick in the river
Laughter in his sleep
Sister's throwing stones hoping for a hit
He doesn't know, so then
She goes up while he goes down, down

Another time, another day
A brother's way to leave
Another time, another day

Selling plastic flowers on a sunday afternoon
Picking up weeds
She hasn't got time to care
All can see he's not there
She grows up for another man, and he's down


JUGBAND BLUES

It's awfully considerate of you to think of me here
And I'm most obliged to you for making it clear that I'm not here
And I never knew the moon could be so big
And I never knew the moon could be so blue
And I'm grateful that you threw away my old shoes
And brought me here instead dressed in red

And I'm wondering who could be writing this song
I don't care if the sun don't shine
And I don't care if nothing is mine
And I don't care if I'm nervous with you
I'll do my loving in the Winter

And the sea isn't green
And I love the queen
And what exactly is a dream?
And what exactly is a joke?

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CIRRUS MINOR

In a churchyard by a river
Lazing in the haze of midday
Laughing in the grasses and the graves

Yellow bird you are not lone
In signing and in flying on
In laughing and in leaving

Willow weeping in the water
Waving to the river-daughters
Swaying in the ripples and the reeds

On a trip to Cirrus Minor
Saw a crater in the sun
A thousand miles of moonlight later


THE NILE SONG

I was standing by the Nile
When I saw the lady smile
I would take her out for a while, for a while
Like tears that like a child
How her golden hair was blowing wild
Then she spread her wings to fly, for to fly
Soaring high above the breezes
Going always where she pleases

She will make it to the island in the sun
I will follow her in her shadow
And I'll watch her from my window
One day I will catch her

She is calling from the deep
Summoning my soul to endless sleep
She is bound to drag me down, drag me down.


CRYING SONG

We smile and smile
Laughter echoes in your eyes
We climb and climb
Fruit falls softly in the pines
We cry and cry
Sadness passess in a while
We roll and roll
Help me roll away the stone


UP THE KHYBER

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GREEN IS THE COLOUR

Heavy hung the canopy of blue
Shade my eyes and I can see you
White is the light that shines
Through the dress that you wore

She lay in the shadow of a wave
Hazy were the visions overplayed
Sunlight in her eyes,
But moonshine made her cry every time

Green is the colour of her kind
Quickness of the eye deceives the mind
Envy is the bond between
The hopeful and the damned


CYMBALINE

The path you tread is narrow
And the trumpets sheer and very high
The ravens all are watching
From a vantage point near by
Apprehension creeping like a tube
Train up your spine
Will the tight rope reach the end,
Will the final couplet rhyme
And it's high time, Cymbaline
Please wake me

A butterfly with broken wings
Is falling by your side
The ravens all are closing in,
There's nowhere you can hide
Your manager and agent
Are both busy on the phone
Selling coloured photographs
To magazines back home
And it's high time, Cymbaline
Please wake me

The lions converging where you stand,
They must have moved the picture plain
The leaves are heavy 'round your feet,
You hear the thunder of the train
Suddenly it strikes you
That they're moving into range
And Doctor Strange is always changing size
And it's high time, Cymbaline
Please wake me


PARTY SEQUENCE

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MAIN THEME

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IBIZA BAR

I'm so afraid of the mistakes that I made
Making every time that I lay
I feel like an oddball with a cut-off mind
So if you excuse me it's time
When the count is rhymed
And the story-line is fine

I've been amazed since the first day
I can't get a line too close
Take me down, take me down
From the cell of my mind
And hear me slowly floating lonely somwhere

I live far enough on a shelf like a dress
On the end of all that reads like a sad song
Leaves began to grow beautiful
And years they began
And hear me slowly floating lonely
Flowing down too slow


MORE BLUES

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QUICKSILVER

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A SPANISH PIECE

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DRAMATIC THEME

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OBSCURED BY CLOUDS

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WHEN YOU'RE IN

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BURNING BRIDGES

Bridges burning gladly, merging with the shadow
Flickering between the lines
Stolen moments floating softly on the air
Born on wings of fire and climbing higher

Ancient bounds are breaking,
Moving on and changing sides
Dreaming of a new day,
Cast aside the other way
Magic visions stirring,
Kindled by and burning flames
Ries in her eyes

The door that stands ajar
The walls that once were high
Beyond the guilded cage
Beyond the reach of ties, the moment is at hand
She breaks the golden band


THE GOLD IT'S IN THE...

Come on my friend, let's make for the hills
They say there's gold
And I'm looking for thrills
You can get your hands on whatever we find 'cause
I've only come along for the ride

Well you go your way and I'll go mine
I don't care if we get there on time
Everybody's searching for something, they say
I'll get my kicks on the way

Over the mountains, across the sea
Who knows what may be waiting for me
I could sail forever to strange sounding names
Faces of people and places don't change

All I have to do is just close my eyes
To see the seagulls
Wheeling in the far distant skies
All I wanna tell you, all I wanna say
Is count me in on the journey,
Don't expect me to stay


WOT'S... UH THE DEAL

Heaven sent the promised land
Looks all right from where I stand
'cause I'm the man on the outside looking in
Waiting on the first step
Show me where the key is kept
Point me down the right line because it's time
To let me in from the cold,
Turn my lead into gold
'cause there's a chill wind blowin' in my soul
And I think I'm growing old

Flash the readies.
Wots.. uh the deal?
Got to make it to the next meal
Try to keep up with the turning of the wheel

Mile after mile, stone after stone
You turn to speak but you're alone
Million miles from home you're on your own
So let me in from the cold
Turn my lead into gold
'cause there's a chill wind blowin' in my soul
And I think I'm growing old

Fire bright by candle light
And her by my side
Or if she prefers, we need never stir again
Someone sent the promised land
Oh, I grabbed it with both hands
Now I'm the man on the inside looking out

Hear me shout, come on in
What's the news, where you've been
'cause there's no wind left in my soul
And I've grown old


MUDMEN

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CHILDHOOD'S END

You shout in your sleep
Perhaps the price is just too steep
Is your conscience at rest
If once put to the test?
You awake with a start
To just the beating of your heart
Just one man beneath the sky
Just two ears, just two eyes

You set sail across the sea
Of long past thoughts and memories
Childhood's end: your fantasies
Merge with harsh realities
And then as the sail is hoist
You find your eyes are growing moist
All the fears never voiced
Say you have to make your final choice

Who are you and who am I
To say we know the reason why?
Some are born, some men die
Beneath one infinite sky
There'll be wa, there'll be peace
But ev'rything one day will cease
All the iron turned to rust
All the proud men turned to dust
And so all things, time will mend
So this song will end


FREE FOUR

One two three four

The memories of a man in his old age
Are the deeds of a man in his prime
You shuffle in the gloom of the sick room
And talk to yourself as you die

Life is a short warm moment
And death is a long cold rest
You get your chance to try
The twinkling of an eye
Eighty years with luck or even less

So all aboard for the American tour
And maybe you'll make it to the top
But mind how you go,
And I can tell you 'cause I know
You may find it hard to get off

But you are the angel of death
And I am the dead man's son
He was buried like a mole in a fox-hole
And everyone's still on the run

And who is the master of foxhounds
And who says the hunt is begun
And who calls the tune in the court-room
And who beats the funeral drum


STAY

Stay and help me to end the day
And if you don't mind,
We'll break a bottle of wine
Stick around and maybe we'll get one down
'cause I want to find what lies
Behind those eyes

Midnight blue, burning gold
A yellow moon is growing cold

I rise, looking through my morning eyes
Surprised to find you by my side
Light my brain, don't try to remember your name
To find the words to tell you goodbye

Morning dews, newborn day
Midnight blue turned to grey
Midnight blue, burning gold
A yellow moon is growing cold.


ABSOLUTELY CURTAINS

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THE POST WAR DREAM

Tell me true tell me why was Jesus crucified
Is it for this that daddy died?
Was it for you? Was it me?
Did I watch too much T.V.?
Is that a hint of accusation in your eyes?
If it wasn't for the nips
Being so good at building ships
The yards would still be open on the clyde
And it can't be much fun for them
Beneath the rising sun
With all their kidds committing suicide
What have we done Maggie what have we done
What have we done to England
Should we shout should we scream
"What happened to the post war dream?"
Oh Maggie Maggie what have we done?


YOUR POSSIBLE PASTS

They flutter behind you your possible pasts
Some brighteyed and crazy some frightened and lost
A warning to anyone still in command
Of their possible future to take care
In derelict sidings the poppies entwine
With cattle trucks lying in wait for the next time

Do you remember me? How we used to be?
Do you think we should be closer?

She stood in the doorway the ghost of a smile
Haunting her face like a cheap hotel sign
Her cold eyes imploring the men in their macs
For the gold in their bags or the knives in their backs
Stepping up boldly one put out his hand
He said,"I was just a child then now I'm only a man"

Do you remember me? How we used to be?
Do you think we should be closer?

By the cold and religious we were taken in hand
Shown how to feel good and told to feel bad
Tongue tied and terrified we learned how to pray
Now our feelings run deep and cold as the clay
And strung out behind us the banners and flags
Of our possible pasts lie in tatters and rags

Do you remember me? How we used to be?
Do you think we should be closer?


ONE OF THE FEW

When you're one of the Few to land on your feet
What do you do to make ends meet?
Teach
Make them mad,make them sad,make them add two and two
Make them me,make them you,make them do what you want them to
Make them laugh,make them cry,make them lie down and die


THE HERO'S RETURN

Jesus Jesus what's it all about
Trying to clout these little ingrates into shape
When I was their age all the lights went out
There was no time to whine and mope about

And even now part of me flies over
Dresden at angels one five
Though they'll never fathom in behind my
Sarcasm desperate memories lie

Sweetheart sweetheart are you fast asleep,good
'cos that's the only time that I can really talk to you
And there is something that I've locked away
A memory that is too painful
To withstand the light of day

When we came back from the war the banners and
Flags hung on everyones door
We danced and we sang in the street and
The church bells rang
But burning in my heart
My memory smoulders on
Of the gunners dying words on the intercome


THE GUNNERS DREAM

Floating down through the clouds
Memories come rushing up to meet me now
In the space between the heavens
And in the corner of some foreign field
I had a dream
I had a dream
Goodbye Max
Goodbye Ma
After the service when you're walking slowly to the car
And the silver in her hair shines in the cold november air
You hear the tolling bell
And touch the silk in your lapel
And as tear drops rise to meet the comfort of the band
You take her frail hand
And hold on to the dream
A place to stay
Enough to eat
Somewhere old heros shuffle safely down the street
Where you can speak out loud
About your doubts and fears
And what's more no-one ever disappears
You never hear their standard issue kicking in your door
You can relax on both sides of the tracks
And maniaks don't blow holes in bandsmen by remote control
And everyone has recourse to the law
And no one kills the children anymore
And no one kills the children anymore

Night after night
Going round and round my brain
His dream is driving me insane
In the corner of some foreign field
The gunner sleeps tonight
Whats done is done
We cannot just write off his final scene
Take heed of his dream
Take heed


PARANOID EYES

Button your lip don't let the shield slip
Take a fresh grip on your bullet proof mask
And if they try to break down your disguise with their questions
You can hide hide hide
Behind paranoid eyes

You put on your brave face and slip over the road for a jar
Fixing your grin as you casually lean on the bar
Laughing too loud at the rest of the world
With the boys in the crowd
You hide hide hide
Behind petrified eyes

You believed in their stories of fame fortune and glory
Now you're lost in a haze of alchohol soft middle age
The pie in the sky turned out to be miles too high
And you hide hide hide
Behind brown and mild eyes.


GET YOUR FILTHY HANDS OFF MY DESERT

Brezhnev took Afganistan
Begin took Beirut
Galtieri took The Union Jack
And Maggie over lunch one day
Took a cruiser with all hands
Apparently to make him give it back




THE FLETCHER MEMORIAL HOME

Take all your overgrown infants away somewhere
And build them a home a little place of their own
The Fletcher Memorial
Home for incurable tyrants and kings
And they can appear to themselves every day
On closed circuit T.V.
To make sure they're still real
It's the only connection they feel
"Ladies and gentlemen please welcome Reagan and Haig
Mr.Begin and friends mrs.Thatcher and Paisley
Mr.Brezhnev and party
The ghost of McCarthy
The memories of Nixon
And now adding colour a group of anonymoume Latin-
American meat packing glitterati"

Did they expect us to treat them with any respect

They can polish their medals and sharpen their
Smiles,and amuse themselves playing games for a while
Boom boom,bang bang,lie down you're dead

Safe in the permanent gaze of a cold glass eye
With their favourite toys
They'll be good girls and boys
In the Fletcher Memorial home for colonial
Wasters of life and limb

Is everyone in?
Are you having a nice time?
Now the final solution can be applied




SOUTHAMPTON DOCK

They disembarked in 45
And no-one spoke and no-one smiled
There were too many spaces in the line
Gathered at the cenotaph
All agreed with the hand on heart
To sheath the sacrificial knifes
But now

She stands upon southampton dock
With her handkerchief
And her summer frock clings
To her wet body in the rain
In quiet desperation knuckles
White upon the slippery reins
She bravely waves the boys goodbye again

And still the dark stain spreads between
His shoulder blades
A mute reminder of the poppy fields and graves
And when the fight was over
We spent what they had made
But in the botton of our hearts
We felt the final cut




THE FINAL CUT

Through the fish eyed lens of tear stained eyes
I can barely define the shape of this moment in time
And far from flying high in clear blue skies
I'm spiralling down to the hole in the ground where I hide

If you negotiate the minefield in the drive
And beat the dogs and cheat the cold electronic eyes
And if you make it past the shotgun in the hall
Dial the combination open the priesthole
And if I'm in I'll tell you what's behind the wall

There's a kid who had a big hallucination
Making love to girls in magazines
He wonders if you're sleeping with your new found faith
Could anybody love him
Or is it just a crazy dream

And if I show you my dark side
Will you still hold me tonight
And if I open my heart to you
And show you my weak side
What would you do
Would you sell your story to rolling stone
Would you take the children away
And leave me alone
And smile in reassurance
As you whisper down the phone
Would you send me packing
Or would you take me home

Thought I oughta bare my naked feelings
Thought I oughta tear the curtain down
I held the blade in trembling hands
Prepared to make it but just then the phone rang
I never had the nerve to make the final cut




NOT NOW JOHN

Fuck all that we've got to get on with these
Got to compete with the wily japanese
There's too many home fires burning
And not enough trees
So fuck all that
We've got to get on with these

Cant stop lose job mind gone silicon
What bomb get away pay day make hay
Break down need fix big six
Clickity click hold on oh no brrrrrrrrrring bingo!

Make em laugh make em cry make em dance in the aisles
Make em pay make em stay make em feel O.K.

Not nah John
We've got to get on with the film show
Hollywood waits at the end of the rainbou
Who cares what it's about
As long as the kids go
Not now John
got to get on with the show

Hang on John
We've got to get on with this
I don't know what it is
But it fits on here like............
Come at the end of the shift
We'll go and get pissed
But now now John
I've got to get on with this

Hold on John
I think there's something good on
I used to read books but............
It could be the news
Or some other abuse
Or it could be reusable shows

Fuck all that we've got to get on with these
Got to compete with the wily japanese
No need to worry about the vietnamese
Got to bring the russian bear to his knees
Well,may be not the russian bear
May be the swedes
We showed Argentina
Now let's go and show these
Make us feel tough
And wouldn't Maggie be pleased
Nah nah nah nah nah nah!

S'cusi dove il bar
Se para collo pou eine toe bar
S'il vous plait ou est le bar
Oi' where's the fucking bar John!




TWO SUNS IN THE SUNSET

In my rear view mirror the sun is going down
Sinking behind bridges in the road
And I think of all the good things
That we have left undone
And I suffer premonitions
Confirm suspicions
Of the holocaust to come

The wire that holds the cork
That keeps the anger in
Gives way
And suddenly it's day again
The sun is in the east
Even though the day is done
Two suns in the sunset
Hmmmmmmmmm
Could be the human race is run

Like the moment when the brakes lock
And you slide towards the big truck
You stretch the frozen moments with your fear
And you'll never hear their voices
And you'll never see their faces
You have no recourse to the law anymore

And as the wind shield melts
My tears evaporate
Leaving only charcoal to defend
Finally I understand
The feelings of the Few
Ashes and diamonds
Foe and friend
We were all equal in the end.

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SIGN OF LIFE

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LEARNING TO FLY

Into the distanse, ribbon of black
Stretched to the point of no turning back
A flight of fancy on a wind swept field
Standing alone my senses reeled
A fatal attraction holding me fast, how
Can i escape this irresistable grasp?

Can't keep my eyes from the circling sky
Tongue-tied & twisted just an eath-bound misfit, I

Ice is forming on the tips of my wings
Unheeded warnings. i thought i thought of everything
No navigator to fight my way home
Unladened. empty and turned to stone

A soul in tension that's learning to fly
Condition grounded but determined to try
Can't keep my eyes from the circling skies
Tongue-tied & twisted just an eath-bound misfit, I

Above the planet on a wing ang a prayer,
My grubby halo, a vapour trail in the empty air,
Across the clouds i see my shadow fly
Out of the corner of my watering eye
A dream unthreatened by the morning light
Could blow this soul right through the roof of the
Night.

There's no sensation to compare with this,
Suspended animation, a state of bliss
Can't keep my mind from the circling sky
Tongue-tied & twisted just an eath-bound misfit, I



THE DOGS OF WAR

Dogs of war and men of hate
With no cause, we don't discriminate
Discovery is to be disowned
Our currency is flesh and bone
Hell opened up and put on sale
Gather round and haggle
For hard cash, we will lie and deceive
Even our masters don't know the webs we weave.

One world, it's a battleground
One world, and we will smash it down
One world ... one world.

Invisible transfers and long distance calls,
Hollow laughter in marble halls
Steps have been taken, a silent uproar
Has unleashed the dogs of war
You can't stop what has begun
Signed, sealed, they deliver oblivion
We all have a dark side, to say the least
And dealing in death is the nature of the beast

One world, it's a battleground
One world, and they smash it down
One world ... one world.

The dogs of war don't negotiate
The dogs of war won't capitulate,
They will take and you will give,
And you must die so that they may live
You can knock at any door,
But wherever you go, you know they've been there before
Well winners can lose and things can get strained
But whatever you change, you know the dogs remain.

One world, it's a battleground
One world are we goung to smash it down?
One world ... one world.



ONE SLIP

A restless eye across a weary room
a glazed look and i was on the road to ruin
the music played and played as we whirled without end
no hint, no word her honour to defend.

'I will, I will' she sighted to my request
And then she tossed her mane while my resolve was put
To the test
Then drowned in desire, our souls on fire
I led the way to the funeral pyre
And without thought of the consequence
I gave in to my decadence


One slip, and down the hole we fall,
It seems to take no time at all
A momentary lapse of reason
That binds a life for life
A small regret, you won't forget,
There'll be no sleep in here tonight


Was it love, or was it the idea of being in love?
Or was in the hand of fate, that seemed to fit just
Like a glove?
The moment slipped by and soon the seeds were sown
The year grew late and neither one wanted to remain
alone


One slip, and down the hole we fall,
It seems to take no time at all
A momentary lapse of reason
That binds a life to a life
The one regret, you will never forget,
There'll be no sleep in here tonight



ON THE TURNING AWAY

On the turning away
From the pale and downtrodden
And the words they say
Which we won't understand
"Don't accept that what's happening
Is just a case of other's suffering
Or you'll find that you're joining in
The turning away"

It's a sin that somehow
Light is changing to shadow
And casting it's shroud
Over all we have known
Unaware how the ranks have grown
Driven on by heart of stone
We could find that we're all alone
In the dream of the proud

On the wings of the night
As the daytime is stirring
Where the speechless unite
In a silent accord
Using words you will find are strange
Mesmerised as they light the flame
Feel the new wind of change
On the wings of the night

No more turning away
From the weak and the weary
No more turning away
From the coldness inside
Just a world that we all must share
It's not enough just to stand and stare
Is it only a dream that there'll be
No more turning away?



YET ANOTHER MOVIE

One sound, one single sound
One kiss, one single kiss,
A face outside the window pane,
However did it come to this?

A man who ran: A child who cried
A girl who heard, a voice that lied
The sun that burned a fiery red
The vision of an empty bed

The use of force, he was so touch
She'll soon submit, she's had enough
The march of fate, the broken will
Someone is lying very still

He has laughed and he has cried
He has fought and he has died
He's just the same as all the rest,
He's not the worst, he's not the best

And still this guesseless murmuring,
The babbling that I brook,
The seas of faces, eyes upraised
The empty screen, the vacant look

A man in black on a snow white horse,
A pointless life has run its cource,
The red rimmed eyes, the tears still run
As the fades into the setting sun



ROUND AND AROUND

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A NEW MACHINE
Part. 1

I have allways been here
I have allways looked out from behind these eyes
It feels like more than a lifetime
Feels like more than a lifetime

Sometimes I get tired of the waiting
Sometimes I get tired of being in here
Is this the way it has always been?
Could it ever have been different?

Do you ever get tired of the waiting?
Do you ever get tired of being in there?
Don't worry, nobody lives forever,
Nobody lives forever



TERMINAL FROST

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A NEW MACHINE
Part. 2

I will always be here
I will always look out from behind these eyes
It's only a lifetime
It's only a lifetime
It's only a lifetime



SORROW

The sweet smell of great sorrow lies over the land
Plumes of smoke rise and merge into the leaden sky:
A man lies and dreams of green fields and rivers,
But awakes to a morning with no reason for waking

He's haunted by the memory of a lost paradise
In his youth or a dream, he can't be precise
He's chained forever to a world that's departed
It's not enough.It's not enough

His blood has frozen & curdled with fright
Hes knees have trembled & given way in the night
His hand has weakened at the moment of truth
His step has faltered

One world, one soul,
Time pass, the river roll.

And he talks to the river of lost love and dedication
And silent replies that swirl invitation
Flow dark and troubled to an oily sea
A grim intimation of what is to be

There's an unceasing wind that blows through this night
And there's dust in my eyes, that blinds my sight
And silence that speaks so much louder than words,
Of promises broken

[Leonard Peltier]

"Embryo"

All this love
Is all I am,
A ball is all I am.
I'm so new
Compared to you
And I am very small.
Warm glow,
Moon glow,

Always need a little more room.
Waiting here,
Seems like years,
Never see the light of day.

All around
I hear strange sounds
Come gurgling in my ear.
Red the light
And dark the night
I feel my dawn is near.
Warm glow,
Moon glow,
Always need a little more room.
Whisper low
Here I go,
I will see the sunshine show.

[DrinChe]

The Division Bell je na prvoj strani-Serbedzija je uradio kao jedan post,pa je teze za pretragu.
ok,Syd-ova,kao utesna "nagrada" - od/sa "Barrett"-a

BABY LEMONADE

In the sad town
cold iron hands clap
the party of clowns outside
rain falls in gray far away
please, please, Baby Lemonade

In the evening sun going down
when the earth streams in, in the morning
send a cage through the post
make your name like a ghost
please, please, Baby Lemonade

I'm screaming, I met you this way
you're nice to me like ice
in the clock they sent through a washing machine
come around, make it soon, so alone...
please, please, Baby Lemonade

In the sad town
cold iron hands clap
the party of clowns outside
rain falls in gray far away
please, please, Baby Lemonade

In the evening sun going down
when the earth streams in, in the morning
send a cage through the post
make your name like a ghost
please, please, Baby Lemonade