ONE OF THESE DAYS (Mason, Gilmour, Waters, Wright)

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Instrumental

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A PILLOW OF WINDS (Waters, Gilmour)

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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.

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A cloud of quilt

draw around me

muffling a sound.

sleepy time

when i rest

with my love by my side,

she is breathing gently.

And the candle goes out.

when the night comes

you close the door

the book falls to the ground.

As the darkness descends

the waves are agitated,

seasons change

the wind is warm.

Now wake up the owl

now the swan sleeps

watch the dream

the dream is gone.

Green fields of cold rain,

It's falling into a golden dawn..

And deep under the ground,

you hear the dawn

and I descend.

Sleepy time when I rest

with my love by my side,

she is breathing gently.

And I ascend, like a bird,

In the fog,

when the first rays touch the sky,

and the night wind dies.

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FEARLESS (Waters, Gilmour)

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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 crowdSmiling.

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.

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You say the hill is too steep to climb.

Just scale.

You say you'd like to see me try

climb.

Pick the place and I'll pick the time

and i will climb

that hill my way.

Just wait a little until the right day.

And as I climb above the tree line

and I look down at the clouds

Listen to the sound of the things you said today.

Fearless the idiot faced the crowd

smiling.

Ruthlessly the magistrate turned

frowning

and who is the fool who wears the crown?

and go down your way

and any day is opportune

And as you climb over the fearful lines of its summit

look down, listen to the sound of the faces in the crowd.

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SAN TROPEZ (Waters)

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As I reach for a peach

Slide a rind down behind

The sofa in Saint 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.

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When I'm about to pick a peach

the shell slides down behind

the sofa in Saint Tropez.

Breaking a stick with a brick in the sand,

riding on a wave

in the wake of an old sedan.

Sleeping alone in the hum of darkness,

scratched by the sand

who left my love

In the depth of my dreams

I can still hear her saying

"If you are alone,

I'll come home"

Slowly back home

the pigeon and the dove,

they left with the wind

and the rain, on a plane.

Owning a house without a silver spoon,

I'm drinking champagne

like a good tycoon.

rather than wait

let the time change

I will put my vast things in order

thoughts.

running away

in the wind of a new day.

If you are alone

I will come home.

and stop for a moment

in a city with style

and listen to the things they say.

digging for gold

with a hole in my hand.

Open the book

take a look at how things are.

And you're taking me down

to the place by the sea.

I hear your soft voice

calling me.

Making an appointment for

later by phone

And if you're alone

I will come home.

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SEAMUS (Waters, Wright, Mason, Gilmour)

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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.

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I was in the kitchen,

Seamus, that old dog, was outside.

Well, I was in the kitchen,

Seamus my old hound, he was out.

Well the sun was setting slowly

but my old hound sat down and howled.

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