Pink Floyd - 1972 - (Obscured by Clouds) - Free Four - 8 - (Writer - Waters ) | Текст песни

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• Pink Floyd - 1972 - (Obscured by Clouds)
• Free Four - 8 - (Writer - Waters )

The mem'ries of a man in his old age
Are the deeds of a man in his prime
You shuffle in gloom in the sick room
And talk to yourself as you die

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
And 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
And he was burried like a mole in a fox hole
And ev'ryone is still on the run

And who is the master of fox hounds?
And who says the hunt has begun?
And who calls the tune in the courtroom?
And who beats the funeral drum?

The mem'ries of a man in his old age
Are the deeds of a man in his prime
You shuffle in gloom in the sick room
And talk to yourself as you die

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