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 where 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. Morning to birth is born […]
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 […]
One of these days I’m going to cut you into little pieces
Free Four - Pink Floyd Works
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 […]
Fearless - Pink Floyd Works
you say the hill’s too steep to climb Climbing. You say you’d like to see me try Climbing. 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 […]
Eclipse - Pink Floyd Works
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 […]
Home, home again I like to be here when i can When i come home cold 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 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 […]
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, […]
