WATERS, Roger / PINK FLOYD

Wish you were here




































Time

Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day

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.

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.

So 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 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 I'd something more to say.

Home home again

I like to be here when I can
When I come home cold and tired

It's good to warm my bones beside the fire
Far away across the field

Tolling on the iron bell

Calls the faithful to their knees

To hear the softly spoken magic spell


Grantchester Meadows

“Icy wind of nights be gone this is not your domain”

In the sky a bird was heard to cry

Misty morning whisperings and gentle stirring sounds

Belied the deathly silence that lay all around

Hear the lark and harken to the barking of the dog fox gone to ground

See the splashing of the kingfisher flashing to the water

And a river of green is sliding unseen beneath the trees

Laughing as it passes through the endless summer, making for the sea

In the lazy water meadow I lay me down

All around me golden sun flakes settle on the ground

Basking in the sunshine of a bygone afternoon

Bringing sounds of yesterday into this city room

Hear the lark and harken to the barking of the dog fox gone to ground

See the splashing of the kingfisher flashing to the water

And a river of green is sliding unseen beneath the trees

Laughing as it passes through the endless summer, making for the sea

WATERS, GILMORE, WRIGHT & MASON

Shine on you crazy diamond

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 in the crossfire 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