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  1. #1

    04 Pink Floyd

    IN THE FLESH ?

    So ya
    Thought ya
    Might like to go to the show
    To feel the warm thrill of confusion
    That space cadet glow.
    Tell me is something eluding you sunshine?
    Is this not what you expected to see?
    If you want to find out what's behind these cold eyes?
    You'll just have to claw your way through the
    Disguise.


    THE THIN ICE

    Mamma loves her baby
    And Daddy loves you too
    And the sea may look warm to you babe
    And the sky may look blue.
    But Ooooh Babe
    Ooooh Baby blue
    Ooooh Babe.
    If you should go skating
    On the thin ice of mother life
    Dragging behind you the silent reproach
    Of a million tear stained eyes.
    Don't be surprised when a crack in the ice
    Appears under your feet.
    You slip out of your depth and out of your mind
    With your fear flowing out behind you
    As you claw the thin ice.


    ANOTHER BRICK IN THE WALL ( part 1 )

    Daddy's flown across the ocean
    Leaving just a memory
    A snap shot in the family album
    Daddy what else did you leave for me
    Daddy what d'ya leave behind for me
    All in all it was just a brick in the wall
    All in all it was all just bricks in the wall.


    THE HAPPIEST DAYS OF OUR LIVES

    When we grew up and went to school
    There were certain teachers who would
    Hurt the children anyway they could.
    By pouring their derisions
    Upon anything we did
    And exposing every weakness
    However carefully hidden by the kids.
    But in the town it was well known
    When they got home at night, their fat and
    Psychopathic wives would thrash them
    Within inches of their lives.


    ANOTHER BRICK IN THE WALL ( part 2 )

    We don't need no education
    We don't need no thought control
    No dark sarcasm in the classroom
    Teachers leave the kids alone
    Hey teacher leave the kids alone
    All in all it's just another brick in the wall
    All in all you're just another brick in the wall.


    MOTHER

    Mother do you think they'll drop the bomb
    Mother do you think they'll like the song
    Mother do you think they'll try to break my balls
    Mother should I build a wall

    Mother should I run for president
    Mother should I trust the government
    Mother will they put me in the firing line
    Oooh ma is it just a wasted time

    Hush now baby don't you cry
    Mama's gonna make all of your
    Nightmares come true
    Mama's gonna put all of her fears into you
    Mama's gonna keep you right here
    Under her wing
    She won't let you fly but she might let you sing
    Mama's gonna keep baby cosy and warm
    Ooooh Babe Ooooh Babe Ooooh Babe
    Of course mama's gonna help build the wall.

    Mother do you think she's good enough for me
    Mother do you think she's dangerous tell me
    Mother will she make your little boy a toy
    Oooh mother will she break my heart

    Hush now baby, baby don't you cry
    Mama's gonna check out all of your girlfriends for you
    Mama won't let anyone dirty get through
    Mama's gonna wait up 'till you get in
    Mama will always find out where
    You've been
    Mama's gonna keep baby healthy and clean
    Ooooh Babe Ooooh Babe Ooooh Babe
    You'll always be a Baby to me.

    Mother, did it need to be so high?


    GOODBYE BLUE SKY

    Ooooooooooooooooooh
    Did you see the frightened ones
    Did you hear the falling bombs
    Did you ever wonder
    Why we had to run for shelter
    When the promise of a brave new world
    Unfouled beneath a clear blue sky.
    Ooooooooooooooooooh
    Did you see the frightened ones
    Did you hear the falling bombs
    The flames are all long-gone
    But the pain lingers on
    Goodbye blue sky
    Goodbye blue sky
    Goodbye.


    EMPTY SPASES

    What shall we use to fill the empty
    Spaces where we used to talk
    How shall I fill the final places
    How shall I complete the wall.


    YOUNG LUST

    I'm just a new boy
    A stranger in this town
    Where are all the good times
    Who's gonna show this stranger around?
    Ooooooooh I need a dirty woman
    Ooooooooh I need a dirty girl.
    Will some woman in this desert land
    Make me feel like a real man
    Take this rock'n'roll refugee
    Oooh baby set me free
    Ooooooooh I need a dirty woman
    Ooooooooh I need a dirty girl.


    ONE OF MY TURNS

    Day after day love turns grey
    Like the skin of a dying man
    And night after night we pretend it's all right
    But I have grown older and
    You have grown colder
    And nothing is very much fun any more.
    And I can feel one of my turns coming on
    I feel, cold as a razor blade
    Tight as a tourniquet
    Dry as a funeral drum,
    Run to bedroom, in the suitcase on the left
    You'll find my favourite axe
    Don't look so frightened
    This is just a passing phase
    Just one of my bad days.
    Would you like to watch TV?
    Or get between the sheets?
    Or contemplate the silent freeway?
    Would you like something to eat?
    Would you like to learn to fly? Would you?
    Would you like to see me try?
    Oh I don't know
    Would you like to call the cops?
    Do you think it's time I stopped?
    Why are you running away?


    DON'T LEAVE ME NOW

    Ooooh Babe
    Don't leave me now
    Don't say it's the end of the road
    Remember the flowers I sent
    I need you, Babe,
    To put through the shredder
    In front of my friends
    Ooooh Babe

    Don't leave me now
    How could you go?
    When you know how I need you.
    To beat to a pulp on a Saturday night
    Ooooh Babe
    Don't leave me now
    How can you treat me this way
    Running away
    I need you, Babe,
    Why are you running away?
    Ooooooh Babe!


    ANOTHER BRICK IN THE WALL ( part 3 )

    I don't need no arms around me
    I don't need no drugs to calm me
    I have seen the writing on the wall
    Don't think I need anything at all
    No don't think I'll need anything at all
    All in all it was all just bricks in the wall
    All in all you were all just bricks in the wall.


    GOODBYE CRUEL WORLD

    Goodbye cruel world
    I'm leaving you today
    Goodbye,
    Goodbye,
    Goodbye.
    Goodbye all you people
    There's nothing you can say
    To make me change
    My mind,
    Goodbye.

  2. #2

    04 Pink Floyd - The Wall 2

    HEY YOU
    Hey you! out there in the cold
    Getting lonely, getting old, can you feel me?
    Hey you! standing in the aisles
    With itchy feet and fading smiles, can you feel me?
    Hey you! don't help them to bury the light
    Don't give in without a fight!
    Hey you! out there on your own,
    Sitting naked by the phone, would you touch me?
    Hey you! with your ear against the wall
    Waiting for someone to call out would you touch me?
    Hey you! would you help me to carry the stone
    Open you heart, I'm coming home.
    But it was only fantasy
    The wall was too high, as you can see
    No matter how he tried he could not break free
    And the worms ate into his brain.
    Hey you! Out there on the road
    Always doing what you're told, can you help me.
    Hey you! Out there beyond the wall
    Breaking bottles in the hall, can you help me.
    Hey you! Don't tell me there's no hope at all
    Together we stand, divided we fall.

    IS THERE ANYBODY OUT THERE ?
    Is there anybody out there?

    NOBODY HOME
    I've got a little black book with my poems in
    Got a bag with a toothbrush and a comb in
    When I'm a good dog they sometimes throw me a bone in
    I got elastic bands keeping my shoes on
    Got those swollen hand blues.
    I'v got thirteen channels of shit on the TV to choose from
    I've got electric light
    And I've got second sight
    I've got amazing powers of observation
    And that is how I know
    When I try to get through
    On the telephone to you
    There'll be nobody home.
    I've got obligatory Hendrix perm
    And the inevitable pinhole burns
    All down the front of my favorite satin shirt
    I've got nicotine stains on my fingers
    I've got a silver spoon on the chain
    Got a grand piano to prop up my mortal remains
    I've got wild staring eyes
    And I've got a strong urge to fly
    But I've got nowhere to fly to
    Ooooh Babe when I pick up the phone
    There's still nobody home.
    I've got a pair of Gohills boots
    And I've got fading roots.


    VERA
    Does anybody here remember Vera Lynn.
    Remember how she said that
    We would meet again
    some sunny day.
    Vera! Vera!
    What has become of you?
    Does anybody else in here
    Feel the way I do?


    BRING THE BOYS BACK HOME
    Bring the boys back home
    Bring the boys back home
    Don't leave the children on their own
    Bring the boys back home


    COMFORTABLY NUMB
    Hello,
    Is there anybody in there
    Just nod if you can hear me
    Is there anyone at home
    Come on now,
    I hear you are feeling down
    I can ease your pain
    And get you on your feet again
    Relax
    I'll need some information first
    Just the basic facts
    Can you show me where it hurts.
    There is no pain you are receiding
    A distant ship smoke on the horizon
    You are only coming through in waves
    Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying
    When I was a child I had a fever
    My hands felt just like two baloons
    Now I've got that feeling once again
    I can't explain you would not understand
    This is not how I am.
    I have become comfortably numb.

    O.K.
    Just a little pin prick
    There'll be no more aaaaaaaah!
    But you may feel a little sick.
    Can you stand up?
    I do believe it's working, good
    That'll keep you going though the show
    Come on it's time to go.

    There is no pain you are receiding
    A distant ship smoke on the horizon
    You are only coming through in waves
    Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying
    When I was a child
    I caught a fleeting glimpse
    Out of the corner of my eye
    I turned to look but it was gone
    I cannot put my finger on it now
    The child has grown
    The dream is gone
    And I have become
    Comfortably numb.


    THE SHOW MUST GO ON

    Oooh ma Oooh pa
    Must the show go on
    Oooh Pa take me home
    Oooh Ma let me go
    Do I have to stand up
    Wild eyed in the spotlight
    What a nightmare. Why!
    Don't I turn and run
    There must be some mistake
    I didn't mean to let them
    Take away my soul.
    Am I too old is it too late
    Oooh Ma Oooh Pa
    Where has the feeling gone?
    Oooh Ma Oooh Pa
    Will I remember the songs?
    The show must go on!


    IN THE FLESH

    So ya
    Thought ya
    Might like to
    Go to the show.
    To feel the warm thrill of confusion
    That space cadet glow.
    I've got some bad news for you sunshine
    Pink isn't well he stayed back at the hotel
    And they sent us along as a surrogate, band
    And we're going to find out where your fans
    Really stand

    Are there any queers in the theatre tonight
    Get 'em up against the wall.
    There's on in the spotlight
    He don't look right to me
    Get him up against the wall
    And that one looks Jewish
    And that one's a coon
    Who let all this riff-raff into the room
    There's one smoking a joint and
    Another with spots
    If I had my way
    I'd have all of you shot.


    RUN LIKE HELL

    You better make your face up in
    Your favorite disguise
    With your button down lips and your
    Roller blind eyes
    With your empty smile
    And your hungry heart
    Feel the bite rising from your guilty past
    With your nerves in tatters
    When the cockle shell shatters
    And the hammers butter
    Down the door.
    You better run

    You better run all day
    And run all night
    And keep your dirty feelings
    Deep inside. And if you
    Take your girlfriend
    Out tonight,
    You better park the car
    Well out of sight.
    'Cos if they catch you in the back seat
    Trying to pick her locks
    They're gonna send you back to mother
    In a card board box
    You better run.


    WAITING FOR THE WORMS

    Ooooh, You cannot reach me now
    Ooooh no matter how you try
    Goodbye cruel world it's over
    Walk on by.
    Sitting in a bunker here behind my wall
    Waiting for the worms to come.
    In perfect isolation here behind my wall
    Waiting for the worms to come.
    Waiting to cut out the deadwood
    Waiting to clean up the city
    Waiting to follow the worms.
    Waiting to put on a blackshirt
    Waiting to weed out the weaklings
    Waiting to smash in their windows
    And kick in their doors.
    Waiting for the final solution
    To strang then the strain
    Waiting to follow the worms.
    Waiting to turn on the showers
    And fire the ovens
    Waiting for the queens and the coons
    And the Reds and the Jews
    Waiting to follow the worms.
    Would you like to see Britannia
    Rule again my friend
    All you have to do is follow the worms
    Would you like to send our coloured cousins
    Home again, my friend,
    All you need to do is follow the worms.


    STOP

    Stop.
    I wanna go home
    Take off this uniform
    And leave the show.
    And I'm waiting in this cell
    Because I have to know
    Have I been guilty all this time.


    THE TRIAL

    Good morning worm you honour
    The crown will plainly show
    The prisoner who now stands before you
    Was caught red-handed showing feelings,
    Showing feelings of an almost human nature
    Shame on him.
    This will not do.
    Call the shcoolmaster

    I always said he'd come to no good
    In the end your honour
    If they'd let me have my way I could
    Have flayed him into shape.
    But my hands were tied
    The bleeding hearts and artists
    Let him get away with murder
    Let me hammer him today.

    Crazy toys in the attic I'm crazy
    Should I go fishing
    They must have taken my marbles away.
    Call the defendans wife.
    You little shit, you're in it now
    I hope they throw away the key
    You should have talked to me more often
    Than you did, but no you had to
    Go your own way. Have you broken any
    Homes up lately?
    "Just five minutes worm your honour
    Him and me alone!"
    Babe!
    Come to mother baby let me hold you
    In my arms
    But I never wanted him to
    Get in any trouble
    Why'd he ever have to leave me
    Worm your honour let me take him home.
    Crazy over the rainbow I am crazy
    Bars in the window
    There must have been a door theren the wall
    When I came in
    Crazy over the rainbow he is crazy
    The evidence before the court is
    Incontravertable, there's no need for
    The jury to retire
    In all my years of judging
    I have never heard before of
    Someone more deserving
    The full penalty of law.
    The way you made them suffer
    You exquisite wife and mother
    Fills me with the urge to defecate.
    But my friend you have revealed your
    Deepest fear
    I sentence you to be exposed before
    Your peers
    Tear down the wall!

    OUTSIDE THE WALL

    All alone, or in twos
    The ones who really love you
    Walk up and down outside the wall.
    Some hand in hand
    Some gathering together in bands
    The bleeding hearts and the artists
    Make their stand.
    And when they're given you their all
    Some stagger and fall after all it's not easy
    Banging your heart against some mad buggers'
    Wall.

    WHAT SHALL WE DO NOW?

    What shall we use to fill the empty spaces
    Where waves of hunger roar
    Shall we set out across this sea of faces
    In search of more and more applause
    Shall we buy a new guitar
    Shall we drive a more powerful car
    Shall we work straight through the night
    Shall we get into fights
    Leave the lights on
    Drop bombs
    Do tours of the east
    contract diseases
    Bury bones
    Break up homes
    Send flowers by phone
    Take to drink
    Go to shrinks
    Give up meat
    Rarely sleep
    Keep people as pets
    Train dogs
    Race rats
    Fill the attic with cash
    Bury treasure
    Store up leisure
    But never relax at all
    With our backs to the wall.

    WHEN THE TIGERS BROKE FREE

    It was just before dawn
    One miserable morning in black 'forty four.
    When the forward commander
    Was told to sit tight
    When he asked that his men be withdrawn.
    And the Generals gave thanks
    As the other ranks held back
    The enemy tanks for a while.
    And the Anzio bridgehead
    Was held for the price
    Of a few hundred ordinary lives.
    And old King George
    Sent Mother a note
    When he heard that father was gone.
    It was, I recall,
    In the form of a scroll,
    With gold leaf and all.
    And I found it one day
    In a drawer of old photographs, hidden away.
    And my eyes still grow damp to remember
    His Majesty signed
    With his own rubber stamp.
    It was dark all around.
    There was frost in the ground
    When the tigers broke free.
    And no one survived
    From the Royal Fusiliers Company C.
    They were all left behind,
    Most of them dead,
    The rest of them dying.
    And that's how the High Command
    Took my daddy from me.

  3. #3

    Pink Floyd - Wish You Were Here

    SHINE ON YOUR CRAZY DIAMOND
    part 1

    Remember when you were young
    You shone like the Sun
    Shine on, you crazy diamond !
    Now there's a look in your eyes
    Like black holes in the sky
    Shine on, you crazy diamond !
    You were caught on the cross fire
    Of childhood and stardom
    Blown on the steel breeze
    Come on, you target for faraway laughter
    Come on, you stranger, you legend, you martyr
    and shine !
    You reached for the secret too soon
    You cried for the Moon.
    Shine on, you crazy diamond !
    Threatened by shadows at night
    And exposed in the light.
    Shine on you crazy diamond !
    Well you wore out you welcome
    With random precision
    Rode on the steel breeze
    Come on, you raver, you seer of visions
    Come on, you painter,you piper, you prisoner
    And shine !


    WELCOME TO THE MACHINE

    Welcome, my son, welcome to the machine
    Where have you been ?
    It's alright we know where you've been.
    You've been in the pipeline, filling in time
    Provided with toys
    And "Scouting for Boys"
    You bought a guitar to punish your ma.
    And you didn't like school
    And you know you're nobody's fool
    So welcome to the machine.

    Welcome my son, welcome to the machine
    What did you dream ?
    It's alright we told you what to dream.
    You dreamed of a big star
    He played mean guitar
    He always ate in the Steak Bar
    He loved to drive in his Jaguar
    So welcome to the Machine




    HAVE A SIGAR

    Come in here, dear boy, have a cigar
    You're gonna go far,
    You're gonna fly high, you're never gonna die,
    You're gonna make it if you try
    I gonna love you
    Well I've always had a deep respect
    And I mean that most sincerely
    The band is just fantastic,
    That is really what I think
    Oh by the way which one's Pink ?
    And did we tell you the name of the game, boy
    We call it Riding the Gravy Train

    We're just knocked out
    We heard about the sell out
    You gotta get an album out
    You owe it to the people
    We're so happy we can hardly count !
    Everybody else is just green,
    Have you seen the chart ?
    It's a helluva start,
    It could be made into a monster
    If we all pull together as a team
    And did we tell you the name of the game, boy
    We call it Riding the Gravy Train


    WISH YOU WERE HERE

    So, so you think you can tell
    Heaven from Hell blue skies from Pain
    Can you tell a green field
    From a cold steel rail ?
    A smile from a veil ?
    Do you think you can tell
    And did they get you to trade
    Your heroes for ghosts ?
    Hot ashes for trees ?
    Hot air for a cool breeze ?
    Cold comfort for chains ?
    And did you exchange
    A walk on part in the war
    For a lead role in a cage

    How I wish, how I wish you were here
    We're just two lost souls
    Swimming in a fish bowl,
    Year after year
    Running over the same old ground
    What have we found ?
    The same old fears
    Wish you were here


    SHINE ON YOUR CRAZY DIAMOMD
    part 2

    Nobody knows where you are
    How near or how far
    Shine on, you crazy diamond !
    Pile on many more layers
    And I'll be joining you there
    Shine on, you crazy diamond !
    And we'll bask in the shadow
    Of yesterday's triumph
    And sail on the steel breeze
    Come on you boy child, you winner and loser
    Come on you miner for truth and delusion
    And shine !

  4. #4

    Pink Floyd - Dark Side Of The Moon

    SPEAK TO ME

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    BREATHE

    Breathe, breathe in the air
    Don't be afraid to care
    Leave but don't leave me
    Look around and choose your own ground
    For long you live and high you fly
    And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry
    And all you touch and all you see
    Is all your life will ever be.

    Run, Run rabbit run
    Dig that hole, forget the sun
    And when at last the work is done
    Don't sit down it's time to dig another one
    For long you live and high you fly
    But only if you ride the tide
    And balanced on the biggest wave
    You race towards an early grave.


    ON THE RUN

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    TIME

    Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
    You fritter and waste the hours in an off hand way
    Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
    Waiting for someone or something to show you the way

    Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain
    You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
    And then one day you find ten years have got behing you
    No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun

    And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking
    And racing around to come up behing you again
    The sun is the same in the relative way, but you're older
    Shorter of breath and one day closer to death

    Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
    Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
    Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
    The time is gone the song is over thought I'd something more to say.


    BREATHE ( reprise )

    Home, home again
    I like to be here when I can
    When I come home coldened and tired
    It's good to warm my bones beside the fire
    Far away across the field
    The tolling of the iron bell
    Calls the faithful to their knees
    To hear the softly spoken magic spells.


    THE GREAT GIG IN THE SKY

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    MONEY

    Money, get away
    Get a good job with more pay and you're O.K.
    Money, it's a gas
    Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash
    New car, caviar, four star daydream,
    Think I'll buy me a footbal team.

    Money, get back
    I'm alright, Jack, keep your hands off of my stack
    Money, it's a hit
    Don't give me that do goody good bullshit
    I'm in the hi-fidelity first class travelling set
    And I think I need a Lear jet.

    Money, it's a crime
    Share it fairly but don't take a slice of my pie
    Money, so they say
    Is the root of all evil today
    But if you ask for a rise it's no surprise that
    They're giving none away, away, away


    US AND THEM

    Us and them
    And after all we're only ordinary men
    Me and you
    God only knows it's not what we would choose to do
    "Forward" he cried from the rear and the front rank died
    And the General sat, and the lines on the map
    Moved from side to side

    Black and blue
    And who knows which is which and who is who
    Up and Down
    And in the end it's only round and round and round
    Haven't you heard it's a battle of words the poster bearer cried
    Listen son, said the man with the gun
    There's room for you inside

    Down and Out
    It can't be helped but there's a lot of it about
    With, without
    And who'll deny it's what the fighting's all about.

    Out of the way, it's a busy day
    And I've got things on my mind
    For want of the price of tea and a slice
    The old man died.


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    BRAIN DAMAGE

    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.


    ECLIPSE

    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 on the Moon really

  5. #5

    Pink Floyd - The Division Bell

    CLUSTER ONE

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    WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME

    As you look around this room tonight
    Settle in your seat and dim the lights
    Do you want my blood, do you want my tears
    What do you want
    What do you want from me
    Should I sing until I can't sing any more
    Play these strings until my fingers are raw
    You're so hard to please
    What do you want from me

    Do you think that something you don't know
    What do you want from me
    If I don't promise you the answers would you go
    What do you want from me
    Should I stand out in the rain
    Do you want me to make a daisy chain for you
    I'm not the one you need
    What do you want from me

    You can have anything you want
    You can drift, you can dream, even walk on water
    Anything you want

    You can own everything you see
    Sell your soul for complete control
    Is that really what you need

    You can lose yourself this night
    See inside there is nothing to hide
    Turn and face the light

    What do you want from me


    POLES APART

    Did you know... it was all going to go so wrong for you
    And did you see it was all going to be so right for me
    Why did we tell you then
    You were always the golden boy then
    And that you'd never lose that light in your eyes

    Hey you... did you never realise what you'd become
    And did you see that it wasn't only me you were running from
    Did you know all the time but it never bothered you anyway
    Leading the blind while I stared out the steel in your eyes

    The rain fell slow, down on all the roofs of uncertainty
    I thought of you and the years and all the sadness fell away from me
    And did you know...

    I never thought that you'd lose that light in your eyes


    MAROONED

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    A GREAT DAY FOR FREEDOM

    On the day the wall came down
    They threw the locks into the ground
    And with glasses high we raised a cry for freedom had arrived

    On the day the wall came down
    The Ship of Fools had finally run aground
    Promises lit up the night like paper doves in flight

    I dreamed you had left my side
    No warmth, not even pride remained
    And even though you needed me
    It was dear that I could nor do a thing for you

    Now life devalues day by day
    As friends and neighbours turn away
    And there's change that, even with regret, cannot be undone

    Now frontiers shift like desert sands
    While nations wash their bloodied hands
    Of loyalty, of history in hades of grey

    I woke to the sound of drums
    The music played, the morning sun streamed in
    I turned and I looked at you
    And all but the bitter residue slipped away.. slipped away


    WEARING THE INSIDE OUT

    From morning to night I stayed out of sight
    Didn't recognise I'd become
    No more than alive I'd barely survive
    In a word... overrun

    Won't hear a sound
    From my mouth
    I've spent too long
    On the inside out
    My skin is cold
    To the human touch
    This bleeding heart's
    Not beating much

    I murmured a vow of silence and now
    I don't even hear when I think aloud
    Extinguished by light I turn on the night
    Wear its darkness with an empty smile

    I'm creeping back to life
    My nervous system all awry
    I'm wearing the inside out

    Look at him now
    He's paler somehow
    But he's comming round
    He's starting to choke
    It's been so long since he spoke
    Well he can have the words right from my mouth

    And with these words I can see
    Clear through the clouds that covered me
    Just give it time then speak my name
    Now we can hear ourselves again

    I'm holding out
    For the day
    When all the clouds
    Have blown away
    I'm with you now
    Can speak your name
    Now we can hear
    Ourselves again



    TAKE IT BACK

    Her love rains down on me easy as the breeze
    I listen to her breathing it sounds like the waves on the sea
    I was thinking all about her, burning with rage and desire
    We were spinning into darkness: the earth was on fire

    She could take it back, she might take it back some day

    So I spy on her, I lie to her, I make promises I cannot keep
    Then I hear her laughter rising, rising from the deep
    And I make her prove her love for me, I take all that I can take
    And push her to the limit to see if she will break

    She might take it back, she could take it back some day

    Now I have seen the warnings, screaming from all sides
    It's easy to ignore them and G-d knows I've tired
    All of this temptation, if turned my faith to lies
    Until I couldn't see the danger or hear the rising tide

    She can take it back, she will take it back some day

    She can take it back, she will take it back some day

    She can take it back, she will take it back some day


    COMING BACK TO LIFE

    Where were you when I was burned and broken
    While the days slipped by from my window watching
    Where were you when I was hurt and I was helpless
    Because the things you say and the things you do surround me
    While you were hanging yourself on someone else's words
    Dying to believe in what you heard
    I was staring straight into the shining sun

    Lost in thought and lost in time
    While the seeds of life and the seeds of change were planted
    Outside the rain fell dark and slow
    When I pondered on this dangerous but irresistible passtime
    I took a heavenly ride through our silence
    I knew the moment had arrived
    For killing the past and comming back to life

    I took a heavenly ride through our silence
    I knew the waiting had begun
    And headed straight... into the shining sun


    KEEP TALKING

    For millions of years mankind lived just like animals
    Then something happened which unleashed the power of our imagination
    We learned to talk

    Ther's a silence surrounding me
    I can't seem to think straight
    I'll sit in the corner
    No one can bother me
    I think I should speak now
    I can't seem to speak now
    My words won't come out right
    I feel like I'm drowning
    I'm feeling weak now
    But I can't show my weaknesss
    I sometimes wonder
    Where do we go from here

    It doesn't have to be like this
    All we need to do is make sure we keep talking

    Why won't you talk to me
    You never talk to me
    What are you thinking
    What are you feeling
    Why won't you talk to me
    You never talk to me
    What are you thinking
    Where do we go from here

    It doesn't have to be like this
    All we need to do is make sure we keep talking

    Why won't you talk to me
    You never talk to me
    What are you thinking
    What are you feeling
    Why won't you talk to me
    You never talk to me
    What are you thinking
    What are you feeling

    I feel like I'm drowning
    You know I can't breathe now
    We're going nowhere
    We're going nowhere


    LOST FOR WORDS

    I was spending my time in the doldrums
    I was caught in a cauldron of hate
    I felt persecuted and paralysed
    I thought that everything else would just wait

    While you are wasting your time on your enemies
    Engulfed in a fever of spite
    Beyond your tunnel vision reality fades
    Like shadows into the night

    To martyr yourself to caution
    Is not going to help at all
    Because there'll be no safety in numbers
    When the Right One walks out of the door

    Can you see your days blighted by darkness?
    Is it true you beat your fists on the floor?
    Stuck in a world of isolation
    While the ivy grows over the door

    So I open my door to my enemies
    And I ask could we wipe the slate clean
    But they tell me to please go fuck myself
    You know you just can't win


    HIGH HOPES

    Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young
    In a world of magnets and miracles
    Our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary
    The ringing of the division bell had begun

    Along the long Road and on down the causeway
    Do they still meet there by the cut

    There was a ragged band that followed in our footsteps
    Runnig before time took our dreams away
    Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground
    To a life consumed by slow decay

    The grass was greener
    The light was brighter
    With friends surrounded
    The nights of wonder

    Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us
    To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side
    Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again
    Dragged by the force of some inner tide

    At a higher altitude with flag unfurled
    We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world

    Encumbered forever by desire and ambition
    There's a hunger still unsatisfied
    Our weary eyes still stay to the horizon
    Though down this road we've been so many times

    The grass was greener
    The light was brighter
    The taste was sweeter
    The nights of wonder
    With friends surrounded
    The dawn mist glowing
    The water flowing
    The endless river

  6. #6

    Pink Floyd - Animals

    PIGS ON THE WING (Part One)

    If you didn't care what happened to me,
    And I didn't care for you,
    We would zig zag our way through the boredom and pain,
    Occasionally glancing up through the rain,
    Wondering which of the buggers to blame
    And watching for pigs on the wing.


    DOGS

    You gotta be crazy, you gotta have a real need.
    You gotta sleep on your toes, and when you're on the street,
    You gotta be able to pick out the easy meat with your eyes closed.
    And then moving in silently, down wind and out of sight
    You gotta strike when the moment is right without thinking.

    And after a while, you can work on points for style
    Like the club tie, and the firm handshake,
    A certain look in the eye and an easy smile.
    You have to be trusted by the people that you lie to,
    So that when they turn their backs on you
    You'll get the chance to put the knife in.
    You gotta keep one eye looking over your shoulder.
    You know it's going to get harder, and harder and harder as you get older.
    And in the end you'll pack up and fly down south,
    Hide your head in the sand,
    Just another sad old man,
    All alone and dying of cancer.

    And when you loose control, you'll reap the harvest you have sown.
    And as the fear grows, the bad blood slows and turns to stone.
    And it's too late to loose the weight you used to need to throw around.
    So have a good drown, as you go down, alone,
    Dragged down by the Stone.
    I gotta admit that I'm a little bit confused.
    Sometimes it seems to me as if I'm just being used.
    Gotta stay awake, gotta try and shake off this creeping malaise.
    If I don't stand my own ground, how can I find my own way out of this maze ?

    Deaf, dumb and blind, you just keep on pretending
    That everyone's expendable and no one has a real friend.
    And it seems to you the thing to do would be to isolate the winner.
    And everything's done under the sun,
    And you believe at heart, everyone's a killer.

    Who was born in a house full of pain.
    Who was trained not to spit in the fan.
    Who was told what to do by the man.
    Who was broken by trained personnel.
    Who was fitted with collar and chain.
    Who was given a seat in the stand.
    Who was breaking away from the pack.
    Who was only a stranger at home.
    Who was ground down in the end.
    Who was found dead on the phone
    Who was dragged down by the stone.


    PIGS (Three different ones)

    Big man, pig man, ha ha charade you are.
    You weel heeled big wheel, ha ha charade you are.
    And when your hand is on your heart,
    You're nearly a good laugh,
    Almost a joker,
    With your head down in the pig bin
    Saying, "keep on digging."
    Pig stain on your fat chin.
    What do you hope to find?
    When you're down in the pig mine
    You're nearly a laugh,
    You're nearly a laugh,
    But you're really a cry.


    Bus stop rat bag, ha ha charade you are.
    You fucked up old hag, ha ha charade you are
    You radiate cold shafts of broken glass.
    You're nearly a good laugh,
    Almost worth a quick grin
    You like the feel of steel,
    You're hot stuff with a hat pin,
    And good fun with a hand gun.
    You're nearly a laugh,
    You're nearly a laugh,
    But you're really a cry.

    Hey you Whitehouse,
    Ha ha charade you are
    You house proud town mouse,
    Ha ha charade you are
    You're trying to keep our feelings off the street
    You're nearly a real treat,
    All tight lips and cold feet,
    And do you feel abused?


    You gotta stem the evil tide,
    And keep it all on the inside.
    Mary you're nearly a treat,
    Mary you're nearly a treat
    But you're really a cry.


    SHEEP

    Harmlessly passing your time in the grassland away,
    Only dimly aware of a certain unease in the air.
    You better watch out,
    There may be dogs about
    I've looked over Jordan, and I have seen,
    Things are not what they seem.

    What do you get for pretending the danger's not real.
    Meek and obedient you follow the leader
    Down well trodden corridors, into the valley of steel.
    What a surprise!
    A look of terminal shock in your eyes.
    Now things are really what they seem,
    No, this is not bad dream.


    THE LORD IS MY SHEPHERD. I SHALL NOT WANT
    HE MAKES ME DOWN TO LIE
    THROUGH PASTURES GREEN HE LEADETH ME THE SILENT WATERS BY.
    WITH BRIGHT KNIVES HE RELEASETH MY SOUL
    HE MAKETH ME TO HANG ON HOOKS IN HIGH PLACES.
    HE CONVERTETH ME TO LAMB CUTLETS.
    FOR LO, HE HATH GREAT POWER, AND GREAT HUNGER.
    WHEN COMETH THE DAY WE LOWLY ONES
    THROUGH QUIET REFLECTION, AND GREAT DEDICATION,
    MASTER THE ART OF KARATE.
    LO, WE SHALL RISE UP,
    AND THEN WE'LL MAKE THE BUGGERS' EYES WATER.

    Bleating and babbling I fell on his neck with a scream.
    Wave upon wave of demented avengers
    March cheerfully out of obscurity into the dream.

    Have you heard the news?
    The dogs are dead!
    You better stay home
    And do as you're told.
    Get out of the road if you want to grow old.



    PIGS ON THE WING (Part Two)

    You know that I care what happens to you,
    And I know that you care for me,
    So I don't feel alone.
    Or the weight of the stone,
    Now that I've found somewhere safe
    To bury my bone.
    And any fool knows a dog needs a home,
    A shelter from pigs on the wing.

  7. #7

    Pink Floyd - Ummagumma

    ASTRONOMY DOMINE

    Lime and limpid green the second scene
    The fights between the blue you once knew
    Floating down the sound resounds
    Around the icy waters underground

    Jupiter and Saturn, Oberon there on the run
    Titanian, Neptune, Titan, stars can frighten

    Winding signs flap
    Flicker flicker flicker flam pow pow
    Stairways scare and death rules there
    Blindman limpid green the sound
    Surrounds the icy waters on the
    Lime and limpid green the sound
    Surrounds the icy waters underground


    CAREFUL WITH THAT AXE, EUGENE

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    SET THE CONTROLS FOR HEART OF THE SUN

    Little by little fhe night turned around
    Counting the leaves which tremble in the dawn
    Notices leaning on each other and yearning
    Under the leaves the swallow is resting

    Set the controls for heart of the sun

    On to the mountains watching the Watcher
    Breaking the darkness, breaking the grapevine
    The moment your flaw is run to your shadow
    Notice the shadow that reopens the vine

    Set the controls for 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


    A SAUCERFUL OF SECRETS

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    GRANCHERTER MEADOWS

    Icy wind of night be gone, this is not your domain
    In the sky a bird was heard to cry
    Misty morning whisperings and gentle stirring sounds
    Belide a deathly silence that lay all around

    Hear the lark and harken
    To the barking of the dog-fox
    Gone to ground
    See the splashing of the kingfisher
    Flashing to the water
    And a river of green is sliding unseen beneath the trees
    Laughin as it passes through the endless summer
    Making for the sea

    In the lazy water meadow I lay me down
    All around me golden sunflakes settle on the ground
    Basking in the sunshine of a by-gone afternoon
    Bringing sounds of yesterday into this city room


    SEVERAL SPECIES OF SMALL FURRY ANIMALS GATHERED TOGETHER IN A CAVE AND GROOVING WITH A PICT

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    THE NARROW WAY

    Flowing in the path
    As it leads towards the darkness in the north
    Very strangers' faces show their sympathy
    They've seen that home before

    If you wonna stay for a little bit
    Rest your aching limbs for a little bit
    Before you can find his private room
    And you can't delay
    Hear the nightbirds calling him
    To care and catch the words to say
    Close by in the nightmare of your brain

    Misty swelling creatures crawling
    Hear the roar get louder in your ears
    You know the volume as you're on the force
    Behind can't conquer all your fears
    If you wonna stay a little bit etc.

    All your birds aren't really listening
    Tell them there is life with every morning
    Perhaps today you can when you answer me
    It's clear, it's all nights warning


    THE GRAND VIZIER'S GARDEN PARTY

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  8. #8

    Pink Floyd - Atom Heart Mother

    ATOM HEART MOTHER

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    IF

    If I were a swan, I'd be gone
    If I were a train, I'd be late
    And if I were a good man
    I'd talk with you more often than I do

    If I were to sleep I could dream
    If I were afraid I could hide
    If I go insane
    Please don't put your wires in my brain

    If I were the moon, I'd be cool
    If I were a root, I would bend
    If I were a good man
    I'd understand the spaces between friends

    If I were alone, I would cry
    And if I were with you, I'd be home and dry
    And if I go insane
    Will you still let me join in with the game.


    SUMMER '68

    Would you like to say something
    Before you leave?
    Perhaps you'd care to state exactly
    How you feel
    We say goodbye before we've said hello
    I hardly even like you,
    I shouldn't care at all
    We met just six hours ago,
    The music was too loud
    From your bed I came today
    And lost a bloody year
    And I would like to know, how do you feel?
    How do you feel?

    Not a single word was said,
    The lied still without fears
    Occasion'lly you showed a smile
    But what was the need
    I felt the cold far too soon
    In the wind of ninetyfive
    My friends are lying in the sun,
    I wish that I was there
    Tomorrow brings another town,
    Another girl like you
    Have you time before you leave
    To greet another man
    Just to let me know, how do you feel?
    How do you feel?

    Goodbye to you
    Childish bangles too
    I've had enough for one day


    FAT OLD SUN

    When that fat old sun in the sky is falling
    Summer evenin' birds are calling
    Summer's thunder time of year
    The sound of music in my ears
    Distant bells, new-mown grass smells so sweet
    By the river holding hands
    Roll me up and lay me down

    And if you sit, don't make a sound
    Pick your feet up off the ground
    And if you hear as the warm night falls
    The silver sound from a time so strange
    Sing to me, sing to me

    When that fat old sun in the sky is falling
    Summer evenin' birds are calling
    Children's laughter in my ears
    The last sunlight disappears.


    ALAN'S PSYCHEDELIC BREAKFAST

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  9. #9

    Pink Floyd - Meddle

    ONE OF THESE DAYS

    One of these days
    I'm going to cut you into little pieces


    A PILLOW OF WINDS

    The cloud of eiderdown 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 books falls to the floor
    As darkness falls and waves roll by
    The seasons change, the wind is raw

    Now wakes the hour, now sleep 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 my 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

    You say the hill's too steep to climb, try 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 tree-line
    And the clouds I look down, hearing the sounds
    Of the things you've 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 every day is the right day
    And as you rise above the fear-lines In his crown
    You look down, hearing the sound
    Of the faces in the crowd

    You never walk alone, you never walk alone
    Walk on, walk on with hope in your heart
    And you never walk alone, you never walk alone


    SAN TROPEZ

    As I reach for a peach, slide a ride
    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 our love
    Deep in my dreams and I still hear her calling
    If you're alone, I'll come home

    Backward and homebound, the pigeon, the dove
    Gone with the wind and the rain on an aeroplane
    Owning a home with no silver spoon
    I'm drinking champagne 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 you're alone, I'll come home

    And I pause for a while by a country stile
    And listen to the things they say
    Digging for gold with a hole in my hand
    Hoping they'll 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
    If you're alone, I'll come home


    SEAMUS

    I was in the kitchen Seamus, that's the dog, was outside
    Well I was in the kitchen Seamus, my own hound, was outside
    Well you know the sun was sinking slowly
    And my own hound-dog sat right down and cried


    ECHOES

    Overhead the albatross hangs
    Motionless upon the air
    And deep beneath the rolling waves
    In labyrinths of coral caves
    The echo of a distant time
    Comes billowing across the sand
    And everything is green, the sun beneath
    And no one showed us to the land
    And no one knows the where's of the why's
    But something tares and something tries
    And starts to climb towards the land

    Strangers passing in the street
    By chance to separate closes 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 the dawn
    And no one forces down our eyes
    And no one speaks and no one tries
    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
    Come 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
    So I throw the windows wide
    And crawl to you across the sky

  10. #10

    Pink Floyd - The Piper At The Gates Of Dawn

    ASTRONOMY DOMINE

    Lime and limpid green the second scene
    The fights between the blue you once knew
    Floating down the sound resounds
    Around the icy waters underground

    Jupiter and Saturn, Oberon there on the run
    Titanian, Neptune, Titan, stars can frighten

    Winding signs flap
    Flicker flicker flicker flam pow pow
    Stairways scare and death rules there
    Blindman limpid green the sound
    Surrounds the icy waters on the
    Lime and limpid green the sound
    Surrounds the icy waters underground


    LUCIFER SAM

    Lucifer Sam saw your cat
    Always sitting by your side
    Always by your side
    That cat's something I can't explane

    Jennifer Gentle you're the witch
    You're the left side, he's the right side
    Oh no
    That cat's something I can't explane

    Wouldn't say we're going to see
    Me a hip cat, me a ship's cat
    Somewhere, anywhere
    That cat's something I can't explain

    The night is crawling, shifting sand
    Hiding around on the ground
    He'll be bound when you're around
    That cat's something I can't explain


    MATILDA MOTHER

    There was a king who ruled the land
    His Majesty was in command
    With silver eyes the scarlet eagle
    Showered silver on the people

    Oh mother tell me more
    Why'd you have to live me there
    Hanging on my infant chair
    Waiting

    You only have to read the lines
    They're scribbled in black
    And everything shines

    Across the stream with wooden shoes
    Bells to tell the king the news
    A thousand misty riders climb up
    Higher once upon a time

    Wandering and dreaming
    The words had different meanings
    Yes they did

    For all the time spent in that view
    In doll's house darkness' old perfume
    And fairy-stories held me high
    On clouds of sunlight floating by

    Oh mother tell me more
    Tell me more


    FLAMING

    Alone in the clouds all blue
    Lying on an eiderdown
    Yippie, you can't see me
    But I can you

    Lazing in the foggy dew
    Sitting on a unicorn
    No fear, you can't hear me
    But I can you

    Watching buttercups cuff the light
    Sleeping on a dandelion
    Too much, I won't touch you
    But then I might

    Screaming through the scarlet sky
    Travelling by telephone
    Hey, ho here we go
    Ever so high.


    POW R TOC H

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    TAKE UP THY STETHOSCOPE AND WALK

    Doctor, doctor
    I'm in bed, aching head
    Gold is red, choke
    I'm red I'm the bread, gold is red
    Jesus bled, pain is red
    Dark room

    Oh no

    Breeze is slow, you are slow
    Chill grow
    Feeling seems to melt the brain
    Seems to cause a painful brain
    Doctor kindly tell your wife
    That I'm alive
    Flowers thrive
    Realize realize
    Realize


    INTERSTELLAR OVERDRIVE

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    THE GNOME

    I want to tell you a story
    About little man
    If I can
    A gnome named Crimble Cromble
    And little gnomes stay in their homes
    Eating sleeping drinking their wine

    He wore a scarlet tunic
    A blue-green hood
    It looked quite good
    He had a big adventure
    Amidst the grass
    Fresh air at last
    Wining dining biding his time

    And then on day hurray
    Another way for the gnomes to say hurray

    Look at the sky, look at the river
    Isn't it good
    Look at the sky, look at the river
    Isn't it good
    Winding finding plases to go.


    CHAPTER 24

    A movement is accomplished in six stages
    And the seventh brings return
    The seven is the number of the young light
    It forms when darkness is increased by one

    Change returns success
    Going and coming without error
    Action brings good fortune
    Sunset, sunrise

    The time is with the month of winter solstice
    When the change is due to come
    Thunder in the early course of heaven
    Things can't be destroyed
    Once and all for all.


    THE SCARECROW

    The black and green scarecrow
    As everyone knows
    Stood with a bird on his hat and swore
    Everywhere he didn't care
    He stood in a field where barley grows

    His head did no thinking, his arms didn't move
    Except when the wind cut up and mice ran
    Around on the ground
    He stood in a field where barley grows

    The black and green scarecrow
    Was sadder than me
    But now he's resighed to his fate 'cause life's not
    Unkind, he doesn't mind
    He stood in a field where barley grows


    BIKE

    I've got a bike, you can ride it if you like
    It's got a basket, a bell that rings
    And things to make it look good
    I'd give it to you if I could
    But I borrowed it

    You're the kind of girl
    That fits in with my world
    I'll give you anything, everything
    If you want a thing

    I've got a cloak, it's a bit of a joke
    There's a tear up the front,
    It's red and black
    I've had it for months
    If you think it could look good
    Then I guess it should

    I know a mouse and he hasn't got a house
    I don't know why I call him Gerald
    He's getting rather old but he's a good mouse

    I've got a clan of gingerbread men
    Here a man, there a man,
    Lots of gingerbread men
    Take a couple if you wish, they're on the dish

    I know a room of musical tunes
    Some wine, some gin,
    Most of them are clock work
    Let's go into the other room
    And make them work

  11. #11

    Pink Floyd - A Saucerful Of Secrets

    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?

  12. #12

    Pink Floyd - More

    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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  13. #13

    Pink Floyd - Obscured By Clouds

    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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  14. #14

    Pink Floyd - Final Cut

    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.

  15. #15

    Pink Floyd - A Momentary Lapse Of Reason

    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

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