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Atom Heart Mother - Pink Floyd - Harvest 1970 
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Atom Heart Mother - strumentale - Pink Floyd
If - Roger Waters
Summer '68 - Pink Floyd
Fat Old Sun - Pink Floyd
Alan's Psychedelic Breakfast - strumentale - Pink Floyd
Atom Heart Mother
strumentale
If
If I were a swan
I'd be gone
If I were a train
I'd be late
And if I were a good man
I'd talk with you more often than I do.
If I were to sleep
I could dream
If I were afraid
I could hide
If I go insane
Please don't put your wires in my brain.
If I were the moon
I'd be cool
If I were a rule
I would bend
If I were a good man
I'd understand the spaces between friends.
If I were alone
I would cry
And if I were with you
I'd be home and dry
And if I go insane
Will you still let me join in with the game ?
If I were a swan
I'd be gone
If I were a train
I'd be late again
If I were a good manv
I'd talk with you more often than I do.
Summer '68
Would you like to say something before you leave?
Perhaps you'd care to state exactly how you feel
We said goodbye before we said hello
I hardly even like you
I shouldn't care at all
We met just six hours ago
The music was too loud
From your bed I gained a day and lost a bloody year
And I would like to know
How do you feel?
How do you feel?
Not a single word we said
Delights still without fears
Occasinally you showed a smile
But what was the need
I felt the cold far too soon
The wind of '95
My friends are lying in the sun
I wish that I was there
Tomorrow brings another town
Another girl like you
Have you time before you leave to greet another man?
Just you let me know
How do you feel?
How do you feel?
Goodbye to you
Charlotte Kringles too
I've had enough for one day.
Fat Old Sun
When that fat old sun in the sky is falling
Summer evenin' birds are calling
Summer's thunder time of year
The sound of music in my ears
Distant bells
New mown grass smells so sweet
By the river holding hands
Roll me up and lay me down.
And if you see
Don't make a sound
Pick your feet up off the ground
And if you hear as the warm night falls
The silver sound from a time so strange
Sing to me
Sing to me.
When that fat old sun in the sky is falling
Summer evenin' birds are calling
Children's laughter in my ears
The last sunlight disappears
And if you see
Don't make a sound
Pick your feet up off the ground
And if you hear as the warm night falls
The silver sound from a time so strange
Sing to me
Sing to me
When that fat old sun in the sky is...(fades out).
Alan's Psychedelic Breakfast
strumentale
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