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floating down through the clouds
memories come rushing up to meet me now in the space between the heavens and the corner of some foreign field i had a dream i had a dream goodbye max goodbye ma after the service when your walking slowly to the car and the silver in her hair shines in the cold november air you hear the tolling bell and touch the silk in your lapel and as the tear drops rise to meet the comfort of the band you take her frail hand and hold on to the dream a place to stay enough to eat somewhere old heroes shuffle safely down the street where you can speak out loud about your doubts and fears and what's more no-one ever disappears you never hear their standard issue kicking in your door you can relax on both sides of the tracks and maniacs don't blow holes in bandsmen by remote control and everyone has recourse to the law and no-one kills the children anymore no-one kills the children anymore night after night going round and round my brain his dream is driving me insane in the corner of some foreign field the gunner sleeps tonight whats done is done we cannot just write off his final scene take heed of the dream take heed roger waters | |
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Haystack said: MrBliss said: LMAO! .. damn, you're a nutter | |
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This thread is floating right on down the [This message was edited Tue Mar 25 15:16:11 PST 2003 by Paisley] | |
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MrBliss said: and maniacs don't blow holes in bandsmen by remote control and everyone has recourse to the law and no-one kills the children anymore roger waters THIS STILL GIVES ME CHILLS. | |
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