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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.

Edited by eraser_tr

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Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day

You fritter and waste the hours in an off hand 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

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 its sinking

And racing around to come up behind you again

The sun is the same in the relative way, but youre 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 naught 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 Id something more to say

 

Home, home again

I like to be here when I can

And when I come home cold and tired

Its good to warm my bones beside the fire

Far away across the field

The tolling of the iron bell

Calls the faithful to their knees

To hear the softly spoken magic spells.

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Money, get away.

Get a good job with good pay and you're okay.

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 of my stack.

Money, it's a hit.

Don't give me that do goody good bulls**t.

I'm in the high-fidelity first class traveling 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 raise it's no surprise that they're

giving none away.

 

 

In case anyone's confused, its the aniversary of Pink Floyd's Dark Side of the Moon being released. One of the greatest albums of all time

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Guest ruhzyo

k, I wanna play.

 

Oh, oh, Carmelina,

The daughter

of the wealthy banker.

Since she came to town

all my friends are gone,

And I'm stuck

out here with melody.

 

Saddle up the palomino,

the sun is going down.

The way I feel,

this must be real.

 

If you can't cut it,

don't pick up the knife.

There's no reward

in your conscience stored

When you're sleepin'

with another man's wife.

 

Saddle up the palomino,

the sun is going down.

The way I feel,

this must be real.

 

I wanna lick the platter,

the gravy doesn't matter.

It's a cold bowl of chili

when love lets you down,

But it's the neighbor's wife

I'm after.

 

Saddle up the palomino,

the sun is going down.

The way I feel,

this must be real.

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Think you've got the wrong album, ruhzyo!

 

Us, and them

And after all were only ordinary men.

Me, and you.

God only knows its 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.

But in the end its only round and round.

Havent you heard its a battle of words

The poster bearer cried.

Listen son, said the man with the gun

Theres room for you inside.

 

I mean, theyre not gunna kill ya, so if you give em a quick short,

Sharp, shock, they wont do it again. dig it? I mean he get off

Lightly, cos I wouldve given him a thrashing - I only hit him once!

It was only a difference of opinion, but really...i mean good manners

Dont cost nothing do they, eh?

 

Down and out

It cant be helped but theres a lot of it about.

With, without.

And wholl deny its what the fightings all about?

Out of the way, its a busy day

Ive got things on my mind.

For the want of the price of tea and a slice

The old man died.

Edited by Caesar

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it is the 35th or 36th?? I wanted to know if any one here has listened to the SACD or DVD-Audio of this Album in Surround sound??

 

 

 

The lunatic is on the grass

The lunatic is on the grass

Remembering games and daisy chains and laughs

Got to keep the loonies on the path

 

The lunatic is in the hall

The lunatics are in my hall

The paper holds their folded faces to the floor

And every day the paper boy brings more

 

And if the dam breaks open many years too soon

And if there is no room upon the hill

And if your head explodes with dark forbodings too

Ill see you on the dark side of the moon

 

The lunatic is in my head

The lunatic is in my head

You raise the blade, you make the change

You re-arrange me till Im sane

You lock the door

And throw away the key

Theres someone in my head but its not me.

 

And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your ear

You shout and no one seems to hear

And if the band youre in starts playing different tunes

Ill see you on the dark side of the moon

Edited by The_Nephilim

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All that you touch

All that you see

All that you taste

All you feel.

All that you love

All that you hate

All you distrust

All you save.

All that you give

All that you deal

All that you buy,

Beg, borrow or steal.

All you create

All you destroy

All that you do

All that you say.

All that you eat

And everyone you meet

All that you slight

And everyone you fight.

All that is now

All that is gone

All thats to come

And everything under the sun is in tune

But the sun is eclipsed by the moon.

 

There is no dark side of the moon really. matter of fact its all dark...

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In case anyone's confused, its the aniversary of Pink Floyd's Dark Side of the Moon being released. One of the greatest albums of all time

 

Those vocals on great gig in the sky... simply beautiful. 

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As we've exhausted the lyrics to that album (only 10 songs and several lack lyrics), I'll point out that Wish You Were Here was an awesome album often overlooked wedged between Dark Side and The Wall, their 2 towering achievments.

 

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 to 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 you found? The same old fears.

Wish you were here...

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