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HysteryDiagnosis Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Jan-06-05 08:37 PM
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4. Ya know... an album that helped me through the crazy years was
Meddle.... what a powerful mood maker that was.. still is!!!! More people should get these albums and light up their minds.....

Pink Floyd - A Pillow Of Winds Lyrics

A cloud of eiderdownDraws around meSoftening a sound.Sleepy time,
and I lie,With my love by my side,And she's breathing low.
And the candle dies.
When night comes downYou lock the door.The book falls to the
floor.As darkness fallsThe waves roll by,The seasons changeThe
wind is wry.
Now wakes the hourNow sleeps the swanBehold the dreamThe dream
is gone.Green fields are callingIt's falling, in a golden door.
And deep beneath the ground,The early morning soundsAnd I go
down.Sleepy time, and I lie,With my love by my side,And she's
breathing low.
And I rise, like a bird,In the haze, when the first raysTouch
the sky.
And the night wings die.

Pink Floyd - San Tropez Lyrics

As I reach for a peach
Slide a rind down behind
The sofa in San Tropez.
Breakin' a stick
with a brick on the sand.
Ridin' a wave
In the wake of an old sedan.

Sleepin' alone in the
Drone of the darkness,
Scratched by the sand that
Fell from my love,
Deep in my dreams and I
Still hear her callin'
"If you're alone,
I'll come home."

Backward and homebound,
The pigeon, the dove,
Gone with the wind
And the rain, on an airplane.
Owning a home
With no silver spoon,
I'm drinking champagne
Like a good tycoon.

Sooner than wait for
A break in the weather,
I'll gather my far-flung
Thoughts together.
Speeding away
On the wind to a new day.
And if you're alone
I'll come home.

And I pause for a while
By a country style
And listen to the things they say.
Diggin' for gold
With a hoe in my hand.
Open a book
Take a look at the way things stand.

And you're leading me down
To the place by the sea.
I hear your soft voice
Calling to me.
Making a date for
Later by phone
And if you're alone
I'll come home.


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