Pink Floyd More Cirrus Minor (Waters) In a churchyard by a river, Lazing in the haze of midday, Laughing in the grasses and the graze. Yellow bird, you are alone in singing and in flying on, In and in leaving. Willow weeping in the water, Waving to the river daughters, Swaying in the ripples and the reeds. On a trip to Cirrus Minor, saw a crater in the sun A thousand miles of moonlight later. The Nile Song (Waters) I was standing by the Nile Whe I saw the lady smile. I would take her out for a while, For a while. Light tears wept like a child. How her golden hair was blowing wild. Then she spread her wings to fly, For to fly. Soaring high above the breezes, Going always where she pleases. She will make it to the island in the sun. I will follw in her shadow As I watch her from my window. One day I will catch her eye. She is calling from the deep, Summoning my soul to endless sleep. She is bound to drag me down, Drag me down. Crying Song (Waters) We smile and smile We smile and smile Laughter echoes in your eyes We climb and climb We climb and climb Footfall softly in the pines We cry and cry We cry and cry Sadness passes in a while We role and role We role and role Help me role away the stone Up the Khyber (Waters, Wright) (Instrumental) Green is the Colour (Waters) Heavy hung the canopy of blue Shade my eyes and I can see you White is the light that shines through the dress that you wore She lay in the shadow of the wave Hazy were the visions of her playing Sunlight on her eyes but moonshine beat her blind everytime Green is the colour of her kind Quickness of the eye deceives the mind Many is the bond between the hopefull and the damned Cymbaline (Waters) The path you tread is narrow and the drop is shear and very high The ravens all are watching from a vantage point near by Apprehension creeping like a choo-train up your spine Will the tightrope reach the end; will the final cuplet rhyme And it's high time Cymbaline It's high time Cymbaline Please wake me Butterfly with broken wings is falling by your side The ravens all are closing in there's no where you can hide Your manager and agent are both busy on the phone Selling colored photographs to magazines back home And it's high time Cymbaline It's high time Cymbaline Please wake me The lines converging where you stand they must have moved the picture plane The leaves are heavy around your feet you hear the thunder of the train Suddenly it strikes you that they're moving into range Doctor Strange is always changing size And it's high time Cymbaline It's high time Cymbaline Please wake me And it's high time Cymbaline It's high time Cymbaline Please wake me Party Sequence (Mason, Gilmour, Waters, Wright) (Instrumental) Main Theme (Mason, Gilmour, Waters, Wright) (Instrumental) Ibiza Bar (Mason, Gilmour, Waters, Wright) I'm so afraid of mistakes that I made Taking every time that I wake I feel like a hard-boiled butter man So give me a time when the countries will lie on the storyline if kind Are days are made since the first page I've lived every line that you wrote Take me down, take me down, from the shelf above your head So give me a time when the countries will lie on the storyline if kind And if I live on the shelf like the rest And if love bleeds like a sad song Please pick-up your camera and use me again So give me a time when the countries will lie on the storyline if kind Yea More Blues (Mason, Gilmour, Waters, Wright) (Instrumental) Quicksilver (Mason, Gilmour, Waters, Wright) (Instrumental) A Spanish Piece (Gilmour) Bath of tequila, Manuel Leaf and cringle Laugh at my lisp and kill you I think This Spanish music It sets my soul on fire Lovely seniorita Your eyes are like stars Your teeth are like pearls Your ruby lips seniorita Dramatic Theme (Mason, Gilmour, Waters, Wright) (Instrumental)