Signs of life
                   Learning to fly
                   The dogs of war
                   One slip
                   On the turning away
                   Yet another movie
                   Round and around
                   A new machine  (part 1)
                   Terminal frost
                   A new machine   (part 2)
                   Sorrow

       All songs (C) 1986, 1987  Pink Floyd





Instrumental
(C) D.I.Gilmour, B.Ezrin



Into the distance, a ribbon of black
Stretched to the point of no turning back
A flight of fancy on a wind swept field
Standing alone my senses reeled
A fatal attraction holding me fast, how
Can I escape this irresistable grasp?

  Can't keep my eyes from the circling sky
  Tongue-tied & twisted just an earth-bound misfit, I

Ice is forming on the tips of my wings
Unheeded warnings, I thought I thought of everything
No navigator to guide my way home
Unladened, empty and turned to stone

  A soul in tension that's learning to fly
  Condition grounded but determined to try
  Can't keep my eyes from the-circling-skies
  Tongue-tied & twisted just an earth-bound misfit, I

Above the planet on a wing and a prayer,
My grubby halo, a vapor trail in the empty air,
Across the clouds I see my shadow fly
Out of the corner of my watering eye
A dream unthreatened by the morning light
Could blow this soul right through the roof of the night

  There's no sensation to compare with this,
  Suspended animation, a state of bliss
  Can't keep my mind from the circling sky,
  Tongue-tied & twisted just an earth-bound misfit, I.

(C) D.I.Gilmour, B.Ezrin, J.Carin 1986



Dogs of war and men of hate
With no cause, we don't discriminate
Discovery is to be disowned
Our currency is flesh and bone
Hell opened up and put on sale
Gather round and haggle
For hard cash, we will lie and decieve
Even our masters don't know the webs we weave

One world, it's a battleground
  One world, and we will smash it down
    One world ... One world

Invisible transfers, long distance calls,
Hollow laughter in marble halls
Steps have been taken, a silent uproar
Has unleashed the dogs of war
You can't stop what has begun
Signed, sealed, they deliver oblivion
We all have the dark side, to say the least
And dealing in death is the nature of the beast

One world, it's a battleground
  One world, and they smash it down
    One world ... One world.

The dogs of war don't negotiate
The dogs of war won't capitulate,
They will take and you will give,
And you must die so that they may live
You can knock at any door,
But wherever you go, you know they've been there before,
Well winners can lose and things can get strained
But whatever you change, you know the dogs remain.

One world, it's a battleground
  One world, are we going to smash it down?
    One world ... One world

(C) D.I.Gilmour, A.Moore 1986



A restless eye across a weary room
A glazed look and I was on the road to ruin
The music played and played as we whirled without end
No hint, no word her honour to defend

I will, I will she sighed to my request
And  then  she  tossed her mane while my resolve was put to the
                                                          test
Then drowned in desire, our souls on fire
I led the way to the funeral pyre
And without a thought of the consequence
I gave in to my decadence

  One slip, and down the hole we fall,
  It seems to take no time at all
  A momentary lapse of reason
  That binds a life for life
  A small regret, you won't forget,
  There'll be no sleep in here tonight

Was it love, or was it the idea of being in love?
Or was it the hand of fate, that seemed  to  fit  just  like  a
                                                         glove?
The moment slipped by and soon the seeds were sown
The year grew late and neither one wanted to remain alone

  One slip, and down the hole we fall,
  It seems to take no time at all
  A momentary lapse of reason
  That binds a life to a life
  The one regret, you will never forget,
  There'll be no sleep in here tonight
     One slip ... One slip ...

(C) D.I.Gilmour, P.Manzanera 1987



On the turning away
From the pale and downtrodden
And the words they say
Which we won't understand
"Don't accept that what's happening
Is just a case of others' suffering
Or you'll find that you're joining in
The turning away"

It's a sin that somehow
Light is changing to shadow
And casting its shroud
Over all we have known
Unaware how the ranks have grown
Driven on by a heart of stone
We could find that we're all alone
In the dream of the proud

On the wings of the night
As the daytime is stirring
Where the speechless unite
In a silent accord
Using words you will find are strange
And mesmerised as they light the flame
Feel the new wind of change
On the wings of the night

No more turning away
From the weak and the weary
No more turning away
From the coldness inside
Just a world that we all must share
It's not enough just to stand and stare
Is it only a dream that there'll be,
No more turning away?

(C) D.I.Gilmour, A.Moore 1986



One sound, one single sound
One kiss, one single kiss,
A face outside the window pane,
However did it come to this?

A man who ran; a child who cried
A girl who heard, a voice that lied
The sun that burned a fiery red
The vision of an empty bed

The use of force, he was so tough
She'll soon submit, she's had enough
The march of fate, the broken will
Someone is lying very still

He has laughed and he has cried
He has fought and he has died
He's just the same as all the rest,
He's not the worst, he's not the best

And still this ceaseless murmuring,
The babbling that I brook,
The seas of faces, eyes upraised
The empty screen, the vacant look

A man in black on a snow white horse,
A pointless life has run its course,
The red rimmed eyes, the tears still run
As he fades into the setting sun

(C) D.I.Gilmour, P.Leonard 1987



Instrumental
(C) D.I.Gilmour, 1987



I have always been here
I have always looked out from behind these eyes
It feels like more than a lifetime
Feels like more than a lifetime

Sometimes I get tired of the waiting
Sometimes I get tired of being in here
Is this the way it has always been?
Could it ever have been different?

Do you ever get tired of the waiting?
Do you ever get tired of being in there?
Don't worry, nobody lives forever,
Nobody lives forever

(C) D.I.Gilmour 1987


    Terminal frost


Instrumental
(C) D.I.Gilmour 1987



I will always be here
I will always look out from behind these eyes
It's only a lifetime
It's only a lifetime
It's only a lifetime

(C) D.I.Gilmour 1986


    9. Sorrow


The sweet smell of a great sorrow lies over the land
Plumes of smoke rise and merge into the leaden sky;
A man lies and dreams of green fields and rivers,
But awakes to a morning with no reason for waking

He's haunted by the memory of a lost paradise
In his youth or a dream, he can't be precise
He's chained forever to a world that's departed
It's not enough, it's not enough

His blood has frozen & curdled with fright
His knees have trembled & given way in the night
His hand has weakened at the moment of truth
His step has faltered

  One world, one soul
  Time pass, the river roll.

And he talks to the river of lost love and dedication
And silent replies that swirl invitation
Flow dark and troubled to an oily sea
A grim intimation of what is to be

There's an unceasing wind that blows through this night
And there's dust in my eyes, that blinds my sight
And silence that speaks so much louder than words,
Of promises broken

(C) D.I.Gilmour 1986



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