07-12-2009, 02:13 AM
Breathe, breathe in the air
Don't be afraid to care
Leave, don't leave me
Look around, choose your own ground
Long you live and high you fly
Smiles you give and tears you cry
All you touch and all you see
All your life will ever be
Run, rabbit run
Dig your hole, forget the sun
And when at last your work is done
Turn around, time to dig another one
Long you live and high you fly
But only if you ride the tide
And balanced on the biggest wave
You race into an early grave
Ticking away, the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way
Picking around on a piece of ground in your hometown
Waiting for something or someone 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 are far behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun
But 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, I thought I'd something more to say...
Home, home again
I like to be here, when I can
And when I come home, cold and tired
It's good to warm my bones beside the fire
Far away, across the fields
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
You get a good job with full pay and you're O.K.
Money, it's a gas
Grab that cash in both hands and make a stash
New car, caviar, 4-star-day-dream
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 bull$#1t
I'm in the hi-fi-delity-1st-class traveling set
And I think I'll take 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 sur-prise
They're giving none away, away, away, away, away, away, away...
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
Generals sigh, and the lines on the map move 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
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 that 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 and I've got things on my mind
For want of the price, of tea and a slice, the old man died
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 halls
The paper holds their folded faces to the floor
And every day, the paperboy brings more...
And if the dam breaks open, many years to soon
And if there is no moon upon the hill
And is your head explodes with dark forebodings too
I'll meet 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 rearrange me till I'm sane
You lock the door, and throw away the key
There's someone in my head, but it's not me
And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your ear
You shout and no one seems to hear
And if the band you're in starts playing different tunes
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon!
All that you touch
And all that you see
All that you taste
All you feel
And all that you love
And all that you hate
All you distrust
All you save
And all that you give
And all that you deal
And all that you buy
beg, borrow or steal
And all you create
And all you destroy
And all that you do
And all that you say
And all that you eat
And everyone you meet
And all that you slight
And everyone you fight
And all that is now...
And all that is gone...
And all that's to come...
And everything under the sun is in tune
But the sun is eclipsed by the moon.
Don't be afraid to care
Leave, don't leave me
Look around, choose your own ground
Long you live and high you fly
Smiles you give and tears you cry
All you touch and all you see
All your life will ever be
Run, rabbit run
Dig your hole, forget the sun
And when at last your work is done
Turn around, time to dig another one
Long you live and high you fly
But only if you ride the tide
And balanced on the biggest wave
You race into an early grave
Ticking away, the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way
Picking around on a piece of ground in your hometown
Waiting for something or someone 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 are far behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun
But 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, I thought I'd something more to say...
Home, home again
I like to be here, when I can
And when I come home, cold and tired
It's good to warm my bones beside the fire
Far away, across the fields
Tolling of the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spells...
Money, get away
You get a good job with full pay and you're O.K.
Money, it's a gas
Grab that cash in both hands and make a stash
New car, caviar, 4-star-day-dream
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 bull$#1t
I'm in the hi-fi-delity-1st-class traveling set
And I think I'll take 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 sur-prise
They're giving none away, away, away, away, away, away, away...
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
Generals sigh, and the lines on the map move 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
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 that 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 and I've got things on my mind
For want of the price, of tea and a slice, the old man died
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 halls
The paper holds their folded faces to the floor
And every day, the paperboy brings more...
And if the dam breaks open, many years to soon
And if there is no moon upon the hill
And is your head explodes with dark forebodings too
I'll meet 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 rearrange me till I'm sane
You lock the door, and throw away the key
There's someone in my head, but it's not me
And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your ear
You shout and no one seems to hear
And if the band you're in starts playing different tunes
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon!
All that you touch
And all that you see
All that you taste
All you feel
And all that you love
And all that you hate
All you distrust
All you save
And all that you give
And all that you deal
And all that you buy
beg, borrow or steal
And all you create
And all you destroy
And all that you do
And all that you say
And all that you eat
And everyone you meet
And all that you slight
And everyone you fight
And all that is now...
And all that is gone...
And all that's to come...
And everything under the sun is in tune
But the sun is eclipsed by the moon.