"Short and Sweet"

 

David Gilmour

You ask what is the quality of life?
Seeking to justify the part you play

And hide, fearing it incomplete, to try
To make it any more or less than short and sweet

 

But short, short is from you to me, as close
As we are wont to try to make it be

We're caught watching the dark in the sky, who knows?
Helpless as time itself to hold the time of day

 

And you, you are a fantasy, a view
From where you'd like to think the world should see
Be true and you will likely find a few

Building a vision new and justice to our time

 

And we, we, the immoral men, we dare
Naked and fearless in the elements

And free, carefree of tempting fate, aware
And holding off the moral nightmare at the gates

 

And sweet, sweet as a mountain stream, we'll look
Toward a new day breaking in the east

We'll meet as every future dream unfolds
And surely quality that is the very least

 

Songwriters: DAVE GILMOUR, ROY HARPER