Pink Floyd - Crumbling Land
In a while I'll find the time to make the sunshine minein a smile I saw a single eagle in the skywheeling, soaring, gliding highOn a hill there lived a man with many shining thingsshiny gold, shiny car and shiny diamond ringswining, dining, shining kingNow the eagle flies in clear blue skiesdrinking in the clear blue wellback here on the ground another dealer coughs and diesbut fifty more come rolling off the floor production lineThen a man commuting like a village on the sandin his hand a moving picture of the crumbling landscreaming, dealing, movie manHere we go, hold your breath to see if something blowsclose your eyes, count till ten and see the sunrise risegliding high into the skyBy the holy mansion, let the guardian riseupon the finger of the kingon high the eagle flies, that glitter all of goldthen wheeling in a cloudy sky, he flies into the sun
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