Pink Floyd - Lyrics

And mesmerized 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?

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 gazelles 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 it's course,

the red rimmed eyes, the tears still run.

As the fades into the setting sun.

I have always been here,

I have always 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.

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.

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 amp; curdled with fright,

his knees have trembled amp; 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.

‘94

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 things until my fingers are raw

You're so hard to please

What do you want from me

Do you think that I know 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

Did you know… It was all going to go so wrong for you

And did you see it was 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 ever 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 stared out the steel in your eyes

The rain fell slow, down on 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

Cover design Storm Thorgerson

Sculptures by Aden Hynes…

On the day the wall came down

They threw the locks onto the ground

And with glasses high we raised a cry for freedom had arrived

On the way 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 warms, not even pride remained

And even though you needed me

It was clear that I could not do a thing for you

Now life devalues day by day

As friends and neighbours turn away

And there's a change, that even with regreat, cannot be undone

Now frontiers shift like desert sands

While nations wash their bloodied hands

Of loyalty, of history, in shades 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

From morning to night I stayed out of sight

Didn't recognize 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 darknes 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 coming 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

He's curled into the corner

But still the screen is flickering

With an endless stream of garbage to curse the plase

In a sea of random images

The self destricting animal

Waiting for the waves to break

He's standing on the threshold

Caught in fiery anger

And hurled into the furnace he'll curse the place