pink floyd

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  1. JonMikal

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    pink floyd will reunited with roger waters for the 'live 8' concert in london next month!

    Pink Floyd in Live 8 reunion

    Sunday, June 12 2005, 18:04 BST -- by James Welsh

    Pink Floyd will play together at the Live 8 concert in London on July 2, it was confirmed today.

    The performance will be their first since a concert at Earls Court in 1981.

    "Like most people I want to do everything I can to persuade the G8 leaders to make huge commitments to the relief of poverty and increased aid to the third world," said David Gilmour, guitarist. "Any squabbles Roger and the band have had in the past are so petty in this context, and if reforming for this concert will help focus attention then it's got to be worthwhile."
     
  2. MDowdey

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    id cut off major body parts to go see that show. favorite band of all time...
     
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    Hahaha...MD how many people do you think who are gonna be at the show, see it and actually notice what's going on outside all of the pretty colored swirlies? And wow you are a die hard Floyd fan. I've never been a huge fan but i did go to a laser light show once...needless to say the swirlies were on full throttle and the couple next to me thought it was a great place for a heavy petting session. The smells that came from the spank zone (as i call it today) were a bit too much. kewl lights though. I really like the first album and the live in pompei concert but not much after that.
     
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    It gets easy to wonder what all the fuss was about over Pink Floyd in this age and time, but if you can put it into context, they were nothing short of groundbreaking. :thumbup:

    Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
    You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way.
    Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
    Waiting for someone or something to show you the way.

    Tired of lying in the sunshine
    Staying home to watch the rain.
    You are young and life is long
    And there is time to kill today.
    And then one day you find ten years have got behind you.
    No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun.

    So you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking
    Racing around to come up behind you again.
    The sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older,
    Shorter of breath and one day closer to death.

    Every year is getting shorter never seem to find the time
    Plans that either come to naught
    Or half a page of scribbled lines
    Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
    The time is gone, the song is over,
    Thought I'd something more to say.

    Time, DSOTM


    And the lyrics didn't suck, either. ;) To this day, this one remains a solid top five for me. That, and "Animals".
     
  5. MDowdey

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    On the turning away
    Form 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 other's 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 strring
    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 ?
     
  6. terri

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    We could go on for hours, I'm thinking..... :lol: :hug::
     
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    excellent!
     
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    lets do:

    "Oh my God! What a fabulous room! Are all these your guitars?
    [Film in background: "I'm sorry sir, I didn't mean to startle you!]
    "This place is bigger than our apartment!
    [Film: "Let me know when you're entering a room"
    "Yes sir!"]

    "erm, Can I get a drink of water?
    [Film: "I was wondering about ..."]
    "You want some, huh?"
    [Film: "Yes"]
    "Oh wow, look at this tub? Do you wanna take baaaath?"
    [Film: "I'll have to find out from Mrs. Bancroft what time she wants to meet us, for her main ..."]
    "What are watching?"
    [Film: "If you'll just let me know as soon as you can ... Mrs Bancroft"
    "Mrs Bancroft ..."]

    "Hello?"
    [Film: "I don't understand ..."]
    "Are you feeling okay?..."

    Day after day, love turns grey
    Like the skin of a dying man.
    Night after night, we pretend its all right
    But I have grown older and
    You have grown colder and
    Nothing is very much fun any more.
    And I can feel one of my turns coming on.
    I feel cold as a razor blade,
    Tight as a tourniquet,
    Dry as a funeral drum.

    Run to the bedroom,
    In the suitcase on the left
    You'll find my favorite axe.
    Don't look so frightened
    This is just a passing phase,
    One of my bad days.
    Would you like to watch T.V.?
    Or get between the sheets?
    Or contemplate the silent freeway?
    Would you like something to eat?
    Would you like to learn to fly?
    Would'ya?
    Would you like to see me try?

    Would you like to call the cops?
    Do you think it's time I stopped?
    Why are you running away?
     
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    You gotta be crazy, you gotta have a real need.
    You gotta sleep on your toes, and when you're on the street,
    You gotta be able to pick out the easy meat with your eyes closed.
    And then moving in silently, down wind and out of sight,
    You gotta strike when the moment is right without thinking.

    And after a while, you can work on points for style.
    Like the club tie, and the firm handshake,
    A certain look in the eye and an easy smile.
    You have to be trusted by the people that you lie to,
    So that when they turn their backs on you,
    You'll get the chance to put the knife in.

    You gotta keep one eye looking over your shoulder.
    You know it's going to get harder, and harder, and harder as you
    get older.
    And in the end you'll pack up and fly down south,
    Hide your head in the sand,
    Just another sad old man,
    All alone and dying of cancer.

    And when you loose control, you'll reap the harvest you have sown.
    And as the fear grows, the bad blood slows and turns to stone.
    And it's too late to lose the weight you used to need to throw
    around.
    So have a good drown, as you go down, all alone,
    Dragged down by the stone.

    I gotta admit that I'm a little bit confused.
    Sometimes it seems to me as if I'm just being used.
    Gotta stay awake, gotta try and shake off this creeping malaise.
    If I don't stand my own ground, how can I find my way out of this
    maze?

    Deaf, dumb, and blind, you just keep on pretending
    That everyone's expendable and no-one has a real friend.
    And it seems to you the thing to do would be to isolate the winner
    And everything's done under the sun,
    And you believe at heart, everyone's a killer.

    Who was born in a house full of pain.
    Who was trained not to spit in the fan.
    Who was told what to do by the man.
    Who was broken by trained personnel.
    Who was fitted with collar and chain.
    Who was given a pat on the back.
    Who was breaking away from the pack.
    Who was only a stranger at home.
    Who was ground down in the end.
    Who was found dead on the phone.
    Who was dragged down by the stone.
     
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    Goodbye cruel world,
    I'm leaving you today.
    Goodbye,
    Goodbye,
    Goodbye.

    Goodbye, all you people,
    There's nothing you can say
    To make me change my mind.
    Goodbye.
     
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    You know that I care what happens to you,
    And I know that you care for me.
    So I don't feel alone,
    Or the weight of the stone,
    Now that I've found somewhere safe
    To bury my bone.
    And any fool knows a dog needs a home,
    A shelter from pigs on the wing.
     
  12. MDowdey

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    Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young
    In a world of magnets and miracles
    Our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary
    The ringing of the division bell had begun

    Along the Long Road and on down the Causeway
    Do they still meet there by the Cut

    There was a ragged band that followed in our footsteps
    Running before time took our dreams away
    Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground
    To a life consumed by slow decay

    The grass was greener
    The light was brighter
    With friends surrounded
    The night of wonder

    Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us
    To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side
    Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again
    Dragged by the force of some inner tide

    At a higher altitude with flag unfurled
    We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world

    Encumbered forever by desire and ambition
    There's a hunger still unsatisfied
    Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon
    Though down this road we've been so many times

    The grass was greener
    The light was brighter
    The taste was sweeter
    The nights of wonder
    With friends surrounded
    The dawn mist glowing
    The water flowing
    The endless river

    Forever and ever
     

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