pink floyd-a connoisseur

well i have been listening to a LOT of pink floyd and let me tell you the band kicks ass

although i want to paste a lot of lyrics here, but then one would lose the interest to read the wonderful lyrics, so i shall be posting only a few.

this one is from Time

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.

This one has got to be one of the most beautiful songs,for that matter i think all the pink floyd songs have carved a niche. the songwriting is truly exceptional.

A Great Day for Freedom


On the day the wall came down
They threw the locks onto the ground
And with glasses high we raised a cry for freedom had arrived
On the day the wall came down
The Ship of Fools had finally run aground
Promises lit up the night like paper doves in flight
I dreamed you had left my side
No warmth not even pride remained
And even though you needed me
It was clear that I could not do a thing for you
Now life devalues day by day
As friends and neighbours turn away
And there's a change that, even with regret, cannot be undone
Now frontiers shift like desert sands
While nations wash their bloodied hands
Of loyalty, of history, in shades of gray
I woke to the sound of drums
The music played, the morning sun streamed in
I turned and I looked at you
And all but the bitted residue slipped away...slipped away

Wish You Were Here

This song was written for Syd Barrett who was suffering bouts of schizophernia and was eventually kicked out the band for his erratic behaviour. The song is magnifique:

So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell,
Blue skys from pain.
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?

And did they get you to trade
Your heros for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange
A walk on part in the war
For a lead role in a cage?

How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.

i just cant get enough of Pink Floyd! they are truly masters of their craft

ciao