Pink 
            Floyd 
            Meddle 
            November 1971
            1. One of These Days [Waters, Wright, Mason, Gilmour] 
            One of these days, I'm going to cut you into little 
              pieces. 
            2. A Pillow of Winds [Waters, Gilmour] 
            A cloud of eiderdown 
              Draws around me 
              Softening a sound. 
              Sleepy time, and I lie, 
              With my love by my side, 
              And she's breathing low. 
            And the candle dies. 
            When night comes down 
              You lock the door. 
              The book falls to the floor. 
              As darkness falls 
              The waves roll by, 
              The seasons change 
              The wind is wry. 
            Now wakes the hour 
              Now sleeps the swan 
              Behold the dream 
              The dream is gone. 
              Green fields are calling 
              It's falling, in a golden door. 
            And deep beneath the ground, 
              The early morning sounds 
              And I go down. 
              Sleepy time, and I lie, 
              With my love by my side, 
              And she's breathing low. 
            And I rise, like a bird, 
              In the haze, when the first rays 
              Touch the sky. 
            And the night wings die. 
            3. Fearless [Waters, Gilmour] 
            You say the hill's too steep to climb 
              Climb it. 
              You say you'd like to see me try 
              Climbing. 
            You pick the place and I'll choose the time 
              And I'll climb 
              That hill in my own way. 
              Just wait a while for the right day. 
              And as I rise above the tree lines and the clouds 
              I look down, hearing the sound of the things you've said today. 
            Fearlessly the idiot faced the crowd 
              Smiling. 
              Merciless the magistrate turns 'round 
              Frowning. 
            And who's the fool who wears the crown? 
              And go down, 
              in your own way 
              And every day is the right day 
              And as you rise above the fear-lines in his brow 
              You look down, hearing the sound of the faces in the crowd. 
            4. San Tropez [Waters] 
            As I reach for a peach 
              Slide a rind down behind 
              The sofa in San Tropez. 
              Breakin' a stick 
              with a brick on the sand. 
              Ridin' a wave 
              In the wake of an old sedan. 
            Sleepin' alone in the 
              Drone of the darkness, 
              Scratched by the sand that 
              Fell from my love, 
              Deep in my dreams and I 
              Still hear her callin' 
              "If you're alone, 
              I'll come home." 
            Backward and homebound, 
              The pigeon, the dove, 
              Gone with the wind 
              And the rain, on an airplane. 
              Owning a home 
              With no silver spoon, 
              I'm drinking champagne 
              Like a good tycoon. 
            Sooner than wait for 
              A break in the weather, 
              I'll gather my far-flung 
              Thoughts together. 
              Speeding away 
              On the wind to a new day. 
              And if you're alone 
              I'll come home. 
            And I pause for a while 
              By a country style 
              And listen to the things they say. 
              Diggin' for gold 
              With a hoe in my hand. 
              Open a book 
              Take a look at the way things stand. 
            And you're leading me down 
              To the place by the sea. 
              I hear your soft voice 
              Calling to me. 
              Making a date for 
              Later by phone 
              And if you're alone 
              I'll come home. 
            5. Seamus [Waters, Wright, Mason, Gilmour] 
            I was in the kitchen, 
              Seamus, that's the dog, was outside. 
              Well, I was in the kitchen, 
              Seamus, my old hound, was outside. 
              Well, the sun sinks slowly 
              But my old hound just sat right down and cried. 
            6. Echoes [Waters, Wright, Mason, Gilmour] 
            Overhead the albatross 
              Hangs motionless upon the air 
              And deep beneath the rolling waves 
              In labyrinths of coral caves 
              An echo of a distant time 
              Comes willowing across the sand 
              And everything is green and submarine. 
            And no one called us to the land 
              And no one knows the where's or why's. 
              Something stirs and something tries 
              Starts to climb toward the light. 
            Strangers passing in the street 
              By chance two separate glances meet 
              And I am you and what I see is me. 
              And do I take you by the hand 
              And lead you through the land 
              And help me understand 
              The best I can. 
            And no one called us to the land 
              And no one crosses there alive. 
              No one speaks and no one tries 
              No one flies around the sun.... 
            Almost everyday you fall 
              Upon my waking eyes, 
              Inviting and inciting me 
              To rise. 
              And through the window in the wall 
              Come streaming in on sunlight wings 
              A million bright ambassadors of morning. 
            And no one sings me lulabyes 
              And no one makes me close my eyes 
              So I throw the windows wide 
              And call to you across the sky....  
 
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