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"Obscured by Clouds"
Music from the film "The Valley" by Barbet
Produced by Pink Floyd
Released 1972



"Obscured by Clouds" (Waters, Gilmour)

(Instrumental)


"When You're In" (Waters, Gilmour, Mason, Wright)

(Instrumental)


"Burning Bridges" (Wright, Waters)

Bridges burning, gladly merging with the
Shadows flickering between the lines
Stolen moments floating softly on the air
Born on wings of fire and climbing higher
Ancient bonds are breaking
Moving on and changing sides
Dreaming of a new day, cast aside the other way
Magic visions stirring, kindled by and burning
Flames rise in her eyes

The door that stands ajar, the walls that once were high
Beyond the gilded cage, beyond the reach of ties.
The moment is at hand, she breaks the golden band


"The Gold It's in the...." (Waters, Gilmour)

Come on, my friends let's make for the hills.
They say there's gold but I'm looking for thrills.
You can get your hands on whatever we find,
Cause I'm only comin' 'long for the ride.
Well, you go your way, I'll go mine.
I don't care if we get there on time.
Ev'rybody's searching for something they say.
I'll get my kicks on the way.
Over the mountain, across the seas,
Who knows what will be waiting for me?
I could sail forever to strange sounding names.
Faces of people and places don't change.
All I have to do is close my eyes
To see the sea gulls wheeling in those far distant skies.

All I want to tell you, all I want to say
Is count me in on the journey,
Don't expect me to stay.







"Wots ... Uh the Deal" (Waters, Gilmour)

Heaven sent the promised land
Looks all right from where I stand
'Cause I'm the man on the outside looking in
Waiting on the first step
Show me where the key is kept
Point me down the right line
Because it's time
To let me in from the cold
Turn my lead into gold
'Cause there's a chill wind blowin' in my soul
And I think I'm growing old
Flash the readies
Wots..uh the deal?
Got to make it to the next meal
Try to keep up with the turning of the wheel
Mile after mile stone after stone
You turn to speak but you're alone
Million miles from home you're on your own
So let me in from the cold
Turn my lead into gold
'Cause there's a chill wind blowin' in my soul
And I think I'm growing old

Fire bright by candlelight and her by my side
Or if she prefers we never stir again
Someone sent the promised land
And I grabbed it with both hands
Now I'm the man on the inside looking out
Hear me shout
Come on in
What's the news? where you been?
'Cause there's no wind left in my soul
And I've grown old


"Mudmen" (Wright, Gilmour)

(Instrumental)


"Childhood's End" (Gilmour)

You shout in your sleep.
Perhaps the price is too steep.
Is your conscience at rest
If once put to the test?
You awake with a start
To just the beating of your heart.
Just one man beneath the sky,
Just two ears, just two eyes.








You set sail across the sea
Of long past thoughts and memories.
Childhood's end, your fantasies
Merge with harsh realities.
And then as the sail is hoist,
You find your eyes are growing moist.
All the fears never voiced
Say you have to make your final choice.

Who are you and who am I
To say we know the reason why?
Some are born; some men die
Beneath one infinite sky.
There'll be war, there'll be peace.
But ev'rything one day will cease.
All the iron turned to rust;
All the proud men turned to dust.
And so all things, time will mend.
And soon this song will end.


"Free Four" (Waters)

One, two, free four.
The memories of a man in his old age
Are the deeds of a man in his prime.
You shuffle in the gloom of the sickroom
And talk to yourself as you die.

And life is a short warm moment
And death is a long cold rest.
You get your chance to try
In the twinkling of an eye.
Eighty years with luck or even less.

So all aboard for the American tour
And maybe you'll make it to the top.
But mind how you go
I can tell you `cause I know
You may find it hard to get off.

You are the angel of death
And I am the dead man's son.
He was buried like a mole in a foxhole
And everyone's still on the run.
And who is the master of foxhounds?
And who says the hunt has begun?
Who calls the tune in the courtroom?
And who beats the funeral drum?

The memories of a man in his old age
Are the deeds of a man in his prime.
You shuffle in the gloom of the sickroom
And talk to yourself as you die.







"Stay" (Wright, Waters)

Stay and help me to end the day
And if you don't mind we'll break a bottle of wine
Stick around and maybe we'll put one down
Cause I wanna find what lies behind those eyes
Midnight blue burning gold
A yellow moon is growing cold

I rise looking through my morning eyes
Surpised to find you by my side
Rack my brain to try to remember your name
To find the words to tell you goodbye
Morning dues newborn day
Midnight blue turned to gray

Midnight blue burning gold
A yellow moon is growing cold


"Absolutely Curtains" (Waters, Gilmour, Wright, Mason)

(Instrumental)


  3 Responses to “Category : Various Text files
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