Syd Barrett – 1970

Lyrics/Muziek: Syd Barrett

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Songtekst:

Howling the pack in formation appears
diamonds and clubs, light misted fog, the dead
waving us back in formation,
the pack in formation
bowling they bat as a group
and the leader is seen – so early…
the pack on their backs, the fighters
through misty the waving – the pack in formation
far reaching waves
on sight, shone right
I lay as if in surround…
all enmeshing, hovering…
the milder I gaze
all the animals laying trail
beyond the bough winds
mild the reflecting electricity eyes…
tears, the life that was ours
grows sharper and stronger away and beyond
short wheeling – fresh spring
gripped with blanched bones – moaned
magnesium, proverbs and sobs…
howling the pack in formation appears
diamonds and clubs, light misted fog, the dead
waving us back in formation,
the pack in formation…