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Víte, že hlas, který uzavírá album The Dark Side Of The Moon, patří vrátnému z nahrávacího studia v Abbey Road Jerrymu Driscollovi? Víte, že Syd Barrett je považován za tvůrce nového kytarového stylu nazvaného "glissando guitar"? Víte, že Pink Floyd chystali v roce 1974 album s názvem "Household Objects", kde jedinými hudebními nástroji byly domácí pomůcky (příbor, lepící páska, kýbl atd.)? Floydi nahráli tři skladby, ale vydány byly v rámci kampaně Why Pink Floyd? až v roce 2011.
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Rattle That Lock

5 A.M.

(Gilmour)
(Instrumental)

Rattle That Lock

(Gilmour/Samson/Boumendil)
Whatever it takes to break
Gotta do it
From the burning lake or the eastern gate
You'll get through it

Rattle that lock, lose those chains
Rattle that lock, lose those chains
Rattle that lock, lose those chains
Rattle that lock...

Let's go do it
Have it all our way
Go back to where we blew it
And lose our heads along the way

If there's a heaven, it can wait
So long sin, au revoir chaos
If there's a heaven...

Rattle that lock
Rattle that lock, lose those chains
Rattle that lock
Rattle that lock, lose those chains

And all the other travellers
Become phantoms to our eyes
Furies and the revellers
Fallen angels in disguise

No discord, chance or rumour
Is going to interrupt this place
No discord, chance or rumour
To interrupt this...

So let's get to it
It's calling like a flame
Through the darkness and the night
The world suspended on a golden chain

Rattle that lock
Rattle that lock, lose those chains

Rattle that lock
Rattle that lock
Rattle that lock, lose those chains

Faces Of Stone

(Gilmour)
Faces of stone that watched from the dark
As the wind swirled and you took my arm in the park
Images framed, hung high in the trees
And you talked of your youth but the years had turned dry as the leaves

Your lover was gone, his replacement to hand
And just what the difference was, you could not understand
In darkening grey we walked back through the streets
Then you talked all night long of your childhood home by the sea

And I, my disguise a mask chosen by you
Believed every word I heard
At least I think that's what I tried to do

We sat on the roof, the night overflowed
No more was said but I learned all I needed to know
Your Hollywood smile shone a light on the past
But it was the future that you held so tight to your heart
As the wind swirled and you took my arm in the park
Images framed, hung high in the trees
And you talked of your youth but the years had turned dry as the leaves

Your lover was gone, his replacement to hand
And just what the difference was, you could not understand
In darkening grey we walked back through the streets
Then you talked all night long of your childhood home by the sea

And I, my disguise a mask chosen by you
Believed every word I heard
At least I think that's what I tried to do

We sat on the roof, the night overflowed
No more was said but I learned all I needed to know
Your Hollywood smile shone a light on the past
But it was the future that you held so tight to your heart

A Boat Lies Waiting

(Gilmour/Samson)
Something I never knew
In silence I'd hear you
And a boat lies waiting
Still your clouds all flaming
That old time easy feeling

What I lost was an ocean
Now I'm drifting through without you
In this sad barcarolle

What I lost was an ocean
And I'm rolling right behind you
In this sad barcarolle

It rocks you like a cradle
It rocks you to the core
You'll sleep like a baby
As it knocks at Death's door

Dancing Right In Front Of Me

(Gilmour)
Maybe I should have shown you a clearer plainer truth
That doesn't care about summer and less about youth
Now in this silence what more is there to do
Something has broken in me and in you

In watchful dependence a satellite spins
Cautiously circling the space that I'm in
It's bouncing me signals - distorted by time
And I'm stuck here waiting for the stars to align

Dancing right in front of me, all the lives I once could see
Slipping to and slipping fro, disappearing
Who's to know where they have gone - just out of sight
Into the shadows of my night
Who started out as stars in my eyes

There's a wide horizon, go on now take a chance
Your star is shining it lights a brighter path
It's all there inside you, take one day at a time
Reeling, freewheeling, I want to watch you
That doesn't care about summer and less about youth
Now in this silence what more is there to do
Something has broken in me and in you

In watchful dependence a satellite spins
Cautiously circling the space that I'm in
It's bouncing me signals - distorted by time
And I'm stuck here waiting for the stars to align

Dancing right in front of me, all the lives I once could see
Slipping to and slipping fro, disappearing
Who's to know where they have gone - just out of sight
Into the shadows of my night
Who started out as stars in my eyes

There's a wide horizon, go on now take a chance
Your star is shining it lights a brighter path
It's all there inside you, take one day at a time
Reeling, freewheeling, I want to watch you fly

In Any Tongue

(Gilmour/Samson)
Come and done it's just begun
His heart weighs more, more than it ever did before
What has he done? God help my son
Hey, stay a while, I'll stay up
No sugar is enough to bring sweetness to his cup
I know sorrow tastes the same on any tongue

How was I to feel it
When a gun was in my hands
And I'd waited for so long
How was I to see straight
In the dust and blinding sun
Just a pair of boots on the ground

On the screen the young men die
The children cry in the rubble of their lives
What has he done? God help my son
Hey, stay a while, I'll stay up
The volume pumped right up is not enough to drown it out
I hear "Mama" sounds the same in any tongue

How am I to see you
When my faith stands in the way
And the wailing is long done
How am I to know you
With a joystick in my hand
When the call to arms has come

Beauty

(Gilmour)
(Instrumental)

The Girl In The Yellow Dress

(Gilmour/Samson)
She mesmerizes with a smile
Dark eyes as compelling as the bourbon
That girl in the canary yellow dress
Says yes

She flips a pack of cigarettes
He doesn't smoke, but he takes one nonetheless
It helps to keep his motives true, the girl was blue
What else is the poor boy supposed to do

She bounces like a flame, clothes on her
Eyes closed
Yellow dress
Runs and swirls

It's late, the hour's growing horns
The band seems to draw her ever closer
This girl gets right down in the groove, grooves a move
Leads him out to where they play the blues

She dances like a flame
Has no cares, yellow-dressed flame
Eyes closed, clouds above
She shakes pearls and snakes

Too late in this folie a troix
He sees that the heart is pounding for
Big daddy who falls down to his knees, begging her please
Lifts his sax, says "here's my little tease"

Her dancing sets the place on fire
Heaven and hell
The flames come up his spine
As she shakes pearls and snakes

Today

(Gilmour/Samson)
If you should wake and find me gone
Keep safe this night and dwell upon
Such murmurations, sun sunk deep
Now close your eyes and go to sleep...

What a day it's been,
A day of shoot the breezes,
What a day it's been this time of year,
oh yes it is.

Just a day when the weight of the world slides away.

Feel that sun on your back,
See the shadows falling,
See me ? and choose it with a song.
Oh yeah

If this should be my last day on earth I'll sing along.

New day, Always.
Lets forget all the skies cast over the rain,
and the sqouring tempest of doubt,
Holding on clinging tight in the wreckage of love,
but today.

What a time to dream,
What a day of easy,
What a day it's been this time of year
Oh yeah

Just a day when the weight of the world slides away.

New day, Always,
Evening starts a guitar in the smoke of the fire,
Light of gold in the garden of old,
I will take it all again if it came my way,
But today.

And Then...

(Gilmour)
(Instrumental)
 
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