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City of Gold
We quit that city of gold, you and me
We tranquilize the world in blue steel
We are makin' no compromise
in our lives
We quit that city of silver screen design
We travel in these velvet undergrounds, hypnotized
We throw a glance from side to side
making no sound
We quit that city of gold, you and me
We're heading for the sun to dry our tears
We leave that scary monsters in our hearts
to survive
Emily
Allan, my dear,
you're not listening to this strange music in the fridge again
my friend
Why don't you take some of these?
They might help you the doctor said
In his pink an dblue jacket.
You got to see Emily play on the dark side of the moon
As she fills time in leaves with a little silver spoon.
Carefully she holds the echoes of the sun
In a saucerful of secrets for everyone. And one
I'd love to have a photograph of you the old-fashioned style
With people's grin on their faces, with a smile
Touching me, Touching you
She reads and reads and reads and readsand reads
On the pillows of the wind
She reads and reads and reads and readsand reads
With a smile on her face
- Emily, oh Emily
Mr. Pink Floyd
I'm walking through green
Long-dappled grass
Yellow's my master
When the morning breaks free, Occasionally
for an old man and lady
Where have you gone, Mr. Pink Floyd,
with your guitars
streaming through spheres?
majestic smile
I can see you sitting on a throne
Looking over a gravestone.
Neon
With a green mirror, with a green key
I was raised To believe.
Make it shine and make it last
through the days without past
In the forests of our lonely hearts
Tygers came for a laugh.
They were fighting in the scales of time
protecting us with their umbrellas
in Neon
We were walking through the rooms of light,
through spaces lost beyond recall.
We were trying to exceed the light,
Breaking free from the walls
in Neon
Philippe Petit
I was walking on a high wire
With my friend Philippe Petit
And nobody could reach us up there
Yes, it felt good to be free
I was walking on a high wire
For eight times between these towers
And my girlfriend - she was quite afraid of loosing me
But I said to her “What else could there be?”
I was walking on a high wire
With my friend Philipe Petit.
We were walking on our great desire
We became monuments and statues of liberty.
Syd
I wonder if you can hear me
I wonder if you can hear me
From time to time I try to talk to you
I wonder if you can feel me
I wonder if you can feel me
as I lay my hand upon you
We’ve been looking for the soul of young shadows
Among long-dappled grass At the lakeside of your heart
We’re flying away to Mars
Someday, somehow we all become stars
I wonder if you can see me
I wonder if you can see me
as I go down the road in disguise
I wonder if I should talk to you
I wonder if I should talk to you
The words of my tongue carry no meaning
I wonder if you can hear me
I wonder if you can hear me
From time to time I try to talk to you
I wonder if you can read me
I wonder if you can read me
As I lay my arms before you
Yellow Clouds
The silver lark will cry out loud
when the pigman’s on the road
The sons of Noel will chase you down
I heard them kill two yellow clouds
We were running up the hill-side
to see them city lights
They were shining so frightful
In our velvet sky.
We were talking to our fathers
telling them of our pain
They said nothing
and it started to rain.
See them yellow clouds
See those faces
See the coyotee howl in the night
on our big escape
Rain
Without Words
There’s a lizzard on my pillow
gently whispering in my ear
of golden shadows and rainbows
it lives very near at my door
Do never let it go from my thoughts!
In the garden of my love
there’ll be lilies and roses
with faces unknown
on silly starched white shirts, without words
They’re floating on and on in my head
With no signals from radio
it’s quite easy to live
under water in a submarine
It tends to be a little absurd without words
We’re floating on and on in an ocean
In the eye of a tornado
I feel free as a bird
Not even the innermost word feels absurd
It’s floating on and on
All along the Backwater
Drifting in a rocking chair
underneath the green
Chasing lunatics in the air
somewhere in between
somewhere in between
On our way to Molehill Road
in the wilderness
slumbering in our rusty boat
with your sweet caress,
with your sweet caress
Floating in and out of time
to the silly bridge
In the land of honey and wine
we don’t know which which is which
Anthrosin
Careful with that oxygen mask
before you step outside on the grass
There might be snakes and other creatures on the moon
you could be contageous to them all
with your anthrosins, with your anthrosins
So, keep your helmits on
In your mobile homes
So, keep your celulars high
in your television sky
Fire!
So, keep away with your anthrosins…