Pełen tekst
In a churchyard by a river, Lazing in the haze of midday,
Laughing in the grasses and the graze.
Yellow bird, you are alone in singing and in flying on, In and in leaving. Willow weeping in the water,
Waving to the river daughters,
Swaying in the ripples and the reeds.
On a trip to Cirrus Minor, saw a crater in the sun A thousand miles of moonlight later.
Pink Floyd - Come In Number 51, Your Time Is Up w Teksciory.pl
Powiązane dokumenty
Now wakes the owl, now sleeps the swan Behold a dream, the dream is gone Green fields. A cold rain is falling Near the
Harmlessly passing your time in the grassland away Only dimly aware of a certain unease in the air You better watch out!. There may be
To feel the warm thrill of confusion and That space cadet glow?. Tell me is something eluding
And you didn't like school, and you know you're nobody's fool, So welcome to the machine?. Welcome my son, welcome to
You're nearly a real treat, All tight lips and cold feet And do you feel abused. You gotta stem the evil tide, And keep it all on
I have always looked out from behind the 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
Who was born in a house full of pain Who was trained not to spit in the fan Who was told what to do by the man Who was broken by trained personnel Who was fitted with collar and
Don't sit down it's time to dig another one For long you live and high you fly. But only if you ride
