Tuesday, 1 June 2010

This Music...

BREATHE

(Waters, Gilmour, Wright)


Breathe, breathe in the air.
Don't be afraid to care.
Leave but don't leave me.
Look around and choose your own ground.

Long you live and high you fly
And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry

And all you touch and all you see
Is all your life will ever be.

Run, rabbit run.
Dig that hole, forget the sun,
And when at last the work is done
Don't sit down it's time to dig another one.

For long you live and high you fly
But only if you ride the tide
And balanced on the biggest wave
You race towards an early grave.

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 fields
The tolling of the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spell.
.................Syd Barrett (6 January 1946 – 7 July 2006)...............................................................Pink Floyd in 1968 (from left to right):
.....................................................................................................................Nick Mason, Syd Barrett, David Gilmour (seated in front), Roger Waters, Richard Wright



Where were you when I was burned and broken
While the days slipped by from my window watching
Where were you when I was hurt and I was helpless
Because the things you say and the things you do surround me
While you were hanging yourself on someone else's words
Dying to believe in what you heard
I was staring straight into the shining sun

Lost in thought and lost in time
While the seeds of life and the seeds of change were planted
Outside the rain fell dark and slow
While I pondered on this dangerous but irresistible pastime
I took a heavenly ride through our silence   
I knew the moment had arrived
For killing the past and coming back to life

I took a heavenly ride through our silence
I knew the waiting had begun
And headed straight...into the shining sun.
...................................................................................................................................................In this photo: (left to right) David Gilmour, Roger Waters, Nick Mason & Richard Wright (28 July 1943 – 15 September 2008)

 
SHINE ON YOU CRAZY DIAMOND



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 crossfire 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.
Threatened 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!

1 comment:

Toni M. M. said...

Wow!
I worship this band. The first record I heard was "Wish Your Were Here", and when it was released (1975) I was only one year old!

Later, around 90's, I was lucky enough to hear a song with the same title, and that's why I began to find out Pink Floyd's themes.
Nowadays, "Wish You Were Here" means a lot in my life...and ALWAYS, when I heard its chords, my eyes comes wet.

Enjoy it:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ETNrGpxBTQA

Thanks a lot, Dulce
Toni