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One of These Days
One of these days I'm gonna dance with a King of Sweden -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A Pillow of Winds (Gilmour, Waters) A cloud of eider down Draws around me softening the sound Sleepy time in my life With my love by my side And she's breathing low And the candle dies. When night comes down you lock the door The book falls to the floor As darkness falls and waves roll by The seasons change The wind is raw. Now wakes the hour that sleeps the swan Behold a dream, the dream is gone Green fields A cold rain is falling Near the golden dawn. And deep beneath the ground The early morning sounds and I go down Sleepy time in our life With my love by my side And she's breathing low And I rise like a bird In the haze and the first rays touch the sky And the night winds die. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Fearless (Gilmour, Waters) You say the hill's too steep to climb, Climb it! You say you'd like to see me try, Climb it! You pick the place and I'll choose the time And I'll climb The hill in my own way just wait a while, for the right day And as I rise above the treeline and the clouds I look down hear the sound of the things you said today Fearlessly the idiot faced the crowd, smiling Mercyless the magistrate turns 'round, frowning And who's the fool who wears the crown Go down in your own way And everyday is the right day And as you rise above the fearlines in this ground You look down Hear the sound of the faces in the crowd -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- San Tropez (Gilmour, Waters) As I reach for a peach Slide a rind down behind the sofa in San Tropez Breaking a stick with a brick on the sand Riding a wave in the wake of an old sedan Sleeping alone in the drone of the darkness Scratched by the sand that fell from my love Deep in my dreams and I still hear her calling If you're alone I'll come home Backwards and home bound The pidgen, the dove Gone with the wind and the rain on an airplane Owning a home with no silver spoon I'm drinking champaigne like a big tycoon Sooner than wait for a break in the weather I'll gather my far-flung thoughts together Speeding away on a wind to a new day If your alone I'll come home And I pause for awhile By a country stile And listen to things they say Digging for gold in the hoe in my hand Open a book, take a look at the way things stand Would you lead me down to the place by the sea I hear your soft voice calling to me. Making a date for later by phone and if you're alone I'll come home. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Seamus (Mason, Gilmour, Waters, Wright) I was in the kitchen Seamus, that's the dog was outside Well, I was in the kitchen Seamus, my old hound was outside Well, I'm song singing slowly Well my old hounddog sat right down and cried -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Echoes (Mason, Gilmour, Waters, Wright) Overhead the albatross hangs motionless upon the air And deep beneath the rolling waves in labyrinths of coral caves The echo of a distant tide Comes willowing across the sand And everything is green and submarine. And no one showed us to the land And no one knows the wheres or whys But something stares and something tries And starts to climb towards the light Strangers passing in the street By chance two separate glances meet And I am you and what I see is me And do I take you by the hand And lead you through the land And help me understand the best I can And no one calls us to move on And no one forces down our eyes And no one speaks And no one tries And no one flies around the sun Cloudless everyday you fall Upon my waking eyes Inviting and inciting me to rise. And through the window in the wall Comes streaming in on sunlight wings A million bright ambassadors of morning And no one sings me lullabies And no one makes me close my eyes And so I throw the windows wide And call to you across the skies. |
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Arnold Layne had a strange hobby
Collecting clothes Moonshine washing line They suit him fine On the wall hung a tall mirror Distorted view, see through baby blue Oh, Arnold Layne It's not the same, takes two to know Two to know, two to know Why can't you see? Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne Now he's caught - a nasty sort of person They gave him time Doors bang - chain gang - he hates it Oh, Arnold Layne It's not the same, takes two to know Two to know, two to know Why can't you see? Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne Don't do it again |
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You say the hill's too steep to climb
Climb it. You say you'd like to see me try Climbing. You pick the place and I'll choose the time And I'll climb That hill in my own way. Just wait a while for the right day. And as I rise above the tree lines and the clouds I look down, in the sound of the things you said today. Fearlessly the idiot faced the crowd Smiling. Merciless the magistrate turns 'round Frowning. And who's the fool who wears the crown? And go down, in your own way And every day is the right day And as you rise above the fear-lines in the crowd You look down, in the sound of the faces in the crowd. |
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The lunatic is on the grass The lunatic is on the grass Remembering games and daisy chains and laughs Got to keep the loonies on the path The lunatic is in the hall The lunatics are in my hall The paper holds their folded faces to the floor And every day the paper boy brings more And if the dam breaks open many years too soon And if there is no room upon the hill And if your head explodes with dark forbodings too I'll see you on the dark side of the moon The lunatic is in my head The lunatic is in my head You raise the blade, you make the change You re-arrange me 'till I'm sane You lock the door And throw away the key There's someone in my head but it's not me. And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your ear You shout and no one seems to hear And if the band you're in starts playing different tunes I'll see you on the dark side of the moon |
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All that you touch
All that you see All that you taste All you feel. All that you love All that you hate All you distrust All you save. All that you give All that you deal All that you buy, beg, borrow or steal. All you create All you destroy All that you do All that you say. All that you eat everyone you meet All that you slight everyone you fight. All that is now All that is gone All that's to come and everything under the sun is in tune but the sun is eclipsed by the moon. "There is no dark side of the moon really. Matter of fact it's all dark." |
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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 The heart of the sun The heart of the sun (...) Witness the man who waves at the wall Making the shape of his questions 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 The heart of the sun The heart of the sun (...) |
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Emily tries but misunderstands, ah ooh She often inclined to borrow somebody's dreams till tomorrow There is no other day Let's try it another way You'll lose your mind and play Free games for may See Emily play Soon after dark Emily cries, ah ooh Gazing through trees in sorrow hardly a sound till tomorrow There is no other day Let's try it another way You'll lose your mind and play Free games for may See Emily play Put on a gown that touches the ground, ah ooh Float on a river forever and ever, Emily There is no other day Let's try it another way You'll lose your mind and play Free games for may See Emily play |
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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 gloom of the sickroom 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 In 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 And mind how you go and I can tell you 'cos 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 is still in the run And who is the master of foxhounds And who says the hunt has begun And who calls the tune in the courtroom And who beats the funeral drum The memories of a man in his old age Are the deeds of a man in his prime You shuffle in gloom in the sickroom And talk to yourself as you die |
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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. |
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