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06-06-2002, 11:31 PM
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| Delicate Sound Of Thunder Lyrics Shine on you crazy diamond (part 1) 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 cross fire 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! Learning to fly Into the distance, a ribbon of black stretched to the point of no turning back a flight of fancy on a wind swept field standing alone my sense reeled a fatal attraction holding me fast, how can I escape this irresistible grasp? can't keep my eyes from the circling sky tongue-tied & twisted just an earthbound 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 & twisted just an earthbound 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 sky tongue-tied & twisted just an earthbound misfit, I Yet another movie 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 forge, 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 it's course, the red rimmed eyes, the tears still run as he fades into the setting sun Sorrow 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 & curled with fright his knees have trembled & 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 any 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 The dogs of war Dogs of war and men of hate with no cause, we don't discriminate 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 deceive even our masters don't know the webs we heave one world, it's a battleground one world, and we will smash it down one world...one world Invisible 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 we will 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 know 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, and we will smash it down one world...one world On the turning away 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 somehow light is changing to shadow and casting it's 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 daytime is stirring where the speechless unite in a silent accord using words you will find are strange and mesmerised 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? Time Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town Waiting for someone or something to show you the way Tired of lying in the sunshine Staying home to watch the rain And you are young and life is long And there is time to kill today And then one day you find Ten years have got behind you No one told you when to run You missed the starting gun And you run, and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking Racing around to come up behind you again The sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older Shorter of breath and one day closer to death Every year is getting shorter Never seem to find the time Plans that either come to nought Or half a page of scribbled lines Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way The time is gone The song is over Thought I'd something more to say Wish you were here So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell, blue skies from pain. Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil? Do you think you can tell? And did they get you trade your heroes for ghosts? Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cool breeze? Cold comfort for change? And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage? How I wish, how I wish you were here. We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year, running over the same old ground. What have we found? The same old fears, wish you were here. Us and them Us and them and after all we're only ordinary men me and you God only knows it's not what we would choose to do forward he cried from the rear and the front rank died and the General sat, and the lines on the map moved from side to side Black and blue and who knows which is which and who is who up and down and in the end it's only round and round and round haven't you heard it's a battle of words the poster bearer cried listen, son, said the man with the gun there's room for you inside Down and out it can't be helped but there's a lot of it about with, without and who'll deny it's what the fighting's all about out of the way, it's a busy day I've got things on my mind for want of the price of tea and a slice the old man died Money Money, get away get a good job with more pay and you're O.K. Money, it's a gas grab that cash with both hands and make a stash new car, caviar, four star daydream think I'll buy me a football team Money, get back I'm all right, Jack, keep your hands off my stack money, it's a hit don't give me that do goody good bullshit I'm in the hi-fidelity first class travelling set and I think I need a Lear jet Money, it's a crime share it fairly but don't take a slice of my pie money, so they say is the root of all evil today but if you ask for a rise it's no surprise that they're giving none away, away, away Another brick in the wall (part 2) We don't need no education We don't need no thought control No dark sarcasm in the classroom Teachers leave the kids alone Hey teacher leave us kids alone All in all it's just another brick in the wall All in all you're just another brick in the wall (chorus at end by pupils from the Fourth Form Music Class Islington Green School, London) We don't need no education We don't need no thought control No dark sarcasm in the classroom Teachers leave the kids alone Hey teacher leave us kids alone All in all you're just another brick in the wall All in all you're just another brick in the wall Comfortably numb Hello, Is there anybody in there Just nod if you can hear me Is there anyone at home Come on now I hear you're feeling down I can ease your pain And get you on your feet again Relax I'll need some information first Just the basic facts Can you show me where it hurts There is no pain, you are receding A distant ship smoke on the horizon You are coming through in waves Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying When I was a child I had a fever My hands felt just like two balloons Now I've got that feeling once again I can't explain, you would not understand This is not how I am I have become comfortably numb O.K. Just a little pin prick There'll be no more aaaaaaaah! But you may feel a little sick Can you stand up? I do believe it's working, good That'll keep you going through the show Come on it's time to go. There is no pain you are receding A distant ship smoke on the horizon You are only coming through in waves Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse Out of the corner of my eye I turned to look but it was gone I cannot put my finger on it now The child is grown The dream is gone And I have become Comfortably numb. Run Like Hell Run, run, run, run (repeat line four times) You better make your face up in Your favourite disguise With your button down lips and your Roller blind eyes With your empty smile And your hungry heart Feel the bile rising from your guilty past With your nerves in tatters When the cockleshell shatters And the hammers batter Down the door You better run Run, run, run, run (repeat line four times) You better run all day And run all night And keep your dirty feelings Deep inside. And if your Takin' your girlfriend Out tonight You better park the car Well out of sight 'Cos if they catch you in the back seat Trying to pick her locks They're gonna send you back to mother In a cardboard box You better run |
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06-09-2002, 12:00 AM
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