Pink Floyd - 1971 - Meddle - 03. Fearless | Текст песни

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You say the hill's too steep to climbClimb it.You say you'd like
to see me tryClimbing.
You pick the place and I'll choose the timeAnd I'll climbThat
hill in my own way.Just wait a while for the right day.And as
I rise above the tree lines and the cloudsI look down, hearing
the sound of the things you've said today.
Fearlessly the idiot faced the crowdSmiling.Merciless the magistrate
turns 'roundFrowning.
And who's the fool who wears the crown?And go down,in your own
wayAnd every day is the right dayAnd as you rise above the fear-lines
in his browYou look down, hearing the sound of the faces in the
crowd.