Pink Floyd Lyrics - Album: Meddle [1971]

One Of These Days

One of these days

I'm going to cut you into little pieces

A Pillow Of Winds

The cloud of eiderdown draws around me

Softening the sound

Sleepy time when I lie with my love by my side

And she's breathing low, and the candle dies

When night comes down you lock the door

The look falls to the floor

As darkness falls and waves roll by

The seasons changed, the wind is warm

Now wakes the owl, now sleep the swan

Behold the dream, the dream is gone

Green fields, a cold rain

Is falling in a golden glow

And deep beneath the ground the early morning sounds

And I go down

Sleepy time when I lie with my love by my side

And she's breathing low, and I rise like a bird

In the haze when the first rays touch the sky

And the night wings die


You say the hill's too steep to climb, try it

You say you'd like to see me try climb it

You pick the place and I'll choose the time

And I'll climb the hill in my own way

Just wait a while for the right day

And as I rise above the tree-line and the clouds

I look down, hearing the sounds of the things you've said today

Fearlessly the idiot faced the crowd, smiling

Mercyless the magistrate turns round, frowning

And who's the fool who wears the crown

Go down in your own way

And every day is the right day

And as you rise above the fear-lines in his crown

You look down, hearing the sound of the faces in the crowd

You never walk alone, you never walk alone

Walk on, walk on with hope in your heart

And you never walk alone, you never walk alone

San Tropez

As I reach for a peach, slide a ride down behind a chauffeur in San Tropez

Breaking a stick with a brick on the sand

Riding a wave in the wake of an old sedan

Sleeping alone in the drone of the darkness

Scratched by the sand that fell from my love

Keeping my dreams and I still hear her calling

If you're alone, I'll come home

Backward and homebound, a pigeon, a dove

Gone with the wind, the rain on an airplane

Owning a home with no silver spoon

I'm drinking champagne like a good tycoon

Sooner than wait for a break in the weather

I'll gather my far-flung thoughts together

Speeding away on the wind to a new day

If you're alone, I'll come home

And I pause for a while by a country style

And listen to the things they say

Digging the gold in a hole in my hand

Hoping the good, take a look at the way things end

And you're leading me down to a place by the sea

I hear your soft voice calling to me

Making a date for Rita Pavone

If you're alone, I'll come home


I was in the kitchen

Seamus, that's the dog, was outside

Well I was in the kitchen

Seamus, my own hound, was outside

Well you know the sun was sinking slowly

And my own hound-dog sat right down and cried


Overhead the albatross hangs motionless upon the air

And deep beneath the rolling waves in labyrinths of coral caves

The echo of a distant time comes billowing across the sand

And everything is green, the sun beneath

And no one showed us to the land

And no one knows the where's or the why's

But something stares and something tries

And starts to climb towards the land

Strangers passing in the street by chance to separate closes meet

And I am you and what I see is me

And do I take you by the hand

And lead you through the land

And help me understand the best I can

And no one calls us to the dawn

And no one forces down our eyes

And no one speaks and no one tries

No one flies around the sun

Cloudless everyday you fall upon my waking eyes

Inviting and insighting me to rise

And through the window in the wall

Come streaming in on sunlight wings

A million bright ambassadors of morning

And no one sings me lullabies

And no one makes me close my eyes

So I throw the windows wide

And crawl to you across the sky

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