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Learning to Fly (Gilmour, Ezrin, Moore, Carin)
Into the distance, a ribbon of black
Stretched to the point of no turning back
A flight of fancy on a windswept field
Standing alone my senses reeled
A fatal attraction is holding me fast, how
Can I escape this irresistible grasp?
Can't keep my eyes from the circling sky
Tongue-tied and twisted just an earth-bound misfit, I
Ice is forming on the tips of my wings
Unheeded warnings, I thought I thought of everything
No navigator to guide my way home
Unladened, empty and turned to stone
A soul in tension that's learning to fly
Condition grounded but determined to try
Can't keep my eyes from the circling skies
Tongue-tied and twisted just an earth-bound misfit, I
Above the planet on a wing and a prayer,
My grubby halo, a vapour trail in the empty air,
Across the clouds I see my shadow fly
Out of the corner of my watering eye
A dream unthreatened by the morning light
Could blow this soul right through the roof of the night
There's no sensation to compare with this
Suspended animation, a state of bliss
Can't keep my mind from the circling skies
Tongue-tied and twisted just an earth-bound misfit, I
The Dogs of War (Gilmour, Moore)
Dogs of war and men of hate, with no cause, we don't disciminate
Discovery is to be disowned, our currency is flesh and bone
Hell opened up and put on sale, gather 'round and haggle
For hard cash, we will lie and decieve
Even our masters don't know the web we weave
One world, it's a battleground. One world, and we will smash it down.
One world... One world
Invisable transfers, long distance calls, hollow laughter in marble halls
Steps have been taken, a silent uproar has unleashed the dogs of war
You can't stop what has begun, signed, sealed, they deliver oblivion
We all have a dark side, to say the least
And dealing in death is the nature of the beast
One world, it's a battleground. One world, and they smash it down.
One world... One world
The dogs of war don't negotiate, the dogs of war won't capitulate,
They will take and you will give, and you must die so that they may live
You can knock at any door,
But wherever you go, you now they've been there before
Well winners can lose and things can get strained
But whatever you change, you know the dogs remain
One world, it's a battleground
One world, are we gonna smash it down
One world... One world
One Slip (Gilmour, Manzanera)
A restless eye across a weary room
A glazed look and I was on the road to ruin
The music played and played as we whirled without end
No hint, no word her honour to defend
I will, I will she sighed to my request
And then she tossed her mane while my resolve was put to the test
Then drowned in desire, our souls on fire, I lead the way to the funeral pyre
And without a thought of the consequence, I gave into my decadence
One slip, and down the hole we fall
It seems to take no time at all
A momentary lapse of reason, that binds a life for life
A small regret, you won't forget, there'll be no sleep in here tonight.
Was it love, or was it the idea of being in love?
Or was it the hand of fate, that seemed to fit just like a glove?
The moment slipped by and soon the seeds were sown
The year grew late and neither one wanted to remain alone
One slip, and down the hole we fall.
It seems to take no time at all
A momentary lapse of reason, that binds life to a life
The one regret you will never forget, there'll be no sleep in here tonight
On the Turning Away (Gilmour, Moore)
On the turning away from the pale and downtrodden
And the words they say which we won't understand
"Don't accept that what's happening is just a case of others' suffering
Or you'll find that you're joining in the turning away"
It's a sin that some how light is changing to shadow
And casting its shroud over all we have known
Unaware how the ranks have grown, driven on by a heart of stone
We could find that we're all alone in the dream of the proud.
On the wings of the night as the day time is stirring
Where the speachless unite in a silent accord
Using words you will find are strange 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?
Yet Another Movie (Gilmour, Leonard)
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 tough
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 ceaseless 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 its course,
The red rimmed eyes, the tears still run
As he fades into the setting sun
Round And Around (Gilmour)
A New Machine Part One (Gilmour)
I have always been here
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 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
Terminal Frost (Gilmour)
A New Machine Part Two (Gilmour)
I will always be in 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
Sorrow (Gilmour)
The sweet smell of a 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 & curdled with fright
His knees have trembled & given way in the night
His hand is weakend at the moment of truth
His step has faltered.
One world, one soul.
Time pass, the river rolls.
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.
Jouni A. Smed