Shine on you grazy 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.Treatened by shadows at night, and exposed in the light.Shine on you crazy diamond.Well you wore out your 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!
Learning to fly
Into the distance, a ribbon of blackstretched to the point of no turning backa flight of fancy on a wind swept fieldstanding alone my sense reeleda fatal attraction holding me fast, howcan I escape this irresistable grasp?can't keep my eyes from the circling skytongue-tied & twisted just an earth-bound misfit, Iice is forming on the tips of my wingsunheeded warnings, I tought I thought of everythingno navigator to guide my way homeunladened, empty and turned to stonea soul in tension that's learning to flycondition grounded but determined to trycan't keep my eyes from the -circling- skiestongue-tied & twisted just an earth-bound misfit, Iabove the planet on a wing and a prayermy grubby halo, a vapour trail in the empty airacross the clouds I see my shadow flyout of the corner of my watering eyea dream unthreatened by the morning lightgould blow this soul right through the roof of the nightthere's no sensation to compare with thissuspended animation, a state of blisscan't keep my mind from the circling skytongue-tied & twisted just an earth-bound misfit, I
Yet another movie
One sound, one single soundone kiss, one single kiss,a face outside the window pane,however did it come to this?A man who ran: a child who crieda girl who heard, a voice that liedthe sun that burned a fiery redthe vision of an empty bedThe use of forge, he was so toughshe'll soon submit, she's had enoughthe march of fate, the broken willsomeone is lying very stillHe has laughed and he has criedhe has fought and he has diedhe's just the same as all the rest,he's not the worst, he's not the bestAnd still this ceaseless murmuring,the babbling that I brook,the seas of faces, eyes upraisedthe empty screen, the vacant lookA man in black on a snow white horse,a pointless life has run it's course,the red rimmed eyes, the tears still runas he fades into the setting sun
Sorrow
The sweet smell of a great sorrow lies over the landplumes of smoke rise and merge into the leaden sky:a man lies and dreams of green fields and riversbut awakes to a morning with no reason for wakingHe's haunted by the memory of a lost paradisein his youth or a dream, he can't be precisehe's chained forever to a world that's departedIt's not enough, It's not enoughHis blood has frozen & curled with frighthis knees have trembled & given way in the nighthis hand has weakened at the moment of truthhis step has falteredOne world, one soulTime pass, the river rollAnd he talks to the river of lost love and dedicationand silent replies that swirl invitationflow dark and troubled to any oily seaa grim intimation of what is to beThere's an unceasing wind that blows through this nightand there's dust in my eyes, that blinds my sightand silence that speaks so much louder than wordsof promises broken.
The dogs of war
Dogs of war and men of hatewith no cause, we don't discriminatediscovery is to be disownedour currency is flesh and bonehell opened up and put on salegather round and hagglefor hard cash, we will lie and deceiveeven our masters don't know the webs we heaveone world, it's a battlegroundone world, and we will smash it downone world...one worldInvisible transfers, long distance callshollow laughter in marble hallssteps have been taken, a silent uproarhas unleashed the dogs of waryou can't stop what has begunsigned, sealed, they deliver oblivionwe all have a dark side, to say the leastand dealing in death is the nature of the beastone world, it's a battlegroundone world, and we will smash it downone world...one worldThe dogs of war don't negotiatethe dogs of war won't capitulatethey will take and you will giveand you must die so that they may liveyou can knock at any doorbut wherever you go, you know they've been there beforewell winners can lose and things can get strainedbut whatever you change, you know the dogs remainone world, it's a battlegroundone world, and we will smash it downone world...one world
On the turning away
On the turning awayfrom the pale and downtroddenand the words they saywich we won't understand" don't accept that what's happeningis just a case of others' sufferingor you'll find that you're joining inthe turning away"It's a sin that somehowlight is changing to shadowand casting it's shroudover all we have knownunaware how the ranks have growndriven on by a heart of stonewe could find that we're all alonein the dream of the proudOn the wings of the nightas the daytime is stirringwhere the speechless unitein a silent accordusing words you will find are strangeand mesmerised as they light the flamefeel the new wind of changeon the wings of the nightNo more turning awayfrom the weak and the wearyno more turning awayfrom the coldness insidejust a world that we all must shareit's not enough just to stand and stareis it only a dream that there'll beno more turning away?
One of these days
One of these daysI'm going to cut you into little pieces
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 trade your heroes for ghosts?Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cold breeze?Cold comfort for change? And did you exchangea 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.
Us and them
Us and themand after all we're only ordinary menme and youGod only knows it's not what we would choose to doforward he cried from the rearand the front rank diedand the General sat, and the lines on the mapmoved from side to sideBlack and blueand who knows which is which and who is whoup and downand in the end it's only round and round and roundhaven't you heard it's a battle of wordsthe poster bearer criedlisten, son, said the man with the gunthere's room for you insideDown and outit can't be helped but there's a lot of it aboutwith, withoutand who'll deny it's what the fighting's all aboutout of the way, it's a busy dayI've got things on my mindfor want of the price of tea and a slicethe old man died
Money
Money, get awayget a good job with more pay and you're O.K.money, it's a gasgrab that cash with both hands and make a stashnew car, caviar, four star daydreamthink I'll buy me a football teamMoney, get backI'm alright, Jack, keep your hands off my stackmoney, it's a hitdon't give me that do goody good bullshitI'm in the hi-fidelity first class travelling setand I think I need a Lear jetMoney, it's a crimeshare it fairlybut don't take a slice of my piemoney, so they sayis the root of all evil todaybut if you ask for a rise it's no surprise that they'regiving none away, away, away
Another brick in the wall (part 2)
We don't need no educationwe don't need no thought controlNo dark sarcasm in the classroomTeachers leave the kids aloneHey teacher leaves the kids aloneAll in all its just another brick in the wallAll in all you're just another brick in the wall
Comfortably numb
Hello,Is there anybody in thereJust nod if you can hear meIs there anyone at homecome on now,I hear you're feeling downI can ease your painAnd get you on your feet againRelaxI'll need some information firstJust the basic factsCan you show me where it hurts?There is no pain you are recedinga distant ship smoke on the horizonYou have only coming through in waresYou'r lips more but I can't hear why you're sayingWhen I was a child I had a feverMy hands fell just like two balloonsNow I've got that feeling againI can't explain you would not understandThis is not how I amI have become comfortably numbO.K.Just a little pinprickThere'll be no more aaaaaaaah!But you may feel a little sickcan you stand up?I do believe its working goodthat I'll keep you going through the showCome on its time to goThere is no pain, you are recadingA distant chip smoke on the horizonYou are only coming through in wavesYour lips move but I can hear what you're sayingWhen I was a childI caught a flecting glimpseOut of the corner of my eyeI turned to look but it was goneI cannot put my finger on it nowThe child is grownThe dream is goneAnd I have becomeComfortably numb
Run like hell
You better run like hellYou better make your face up inYour favourite disquiseWith your button down lips and yourRoller blind eyesWith your empty smilerAnd your hungry heartIced the bile rising from your quilty postWith your nerves in tattersWhen the cockleshell shattensAnd the hammers butterDown the doorYou better run like hellYou better run all dayAnd run all nightAnd keeps your dirty feelingsDeep insideTake your girlfriendOut tonight,You better park the carWell out of sightCos if they catch your in the back scatTrying to pick her looksThey're gonna send you back to motherIn a cardboard boxYou better run
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