time comes willowing
across the sand...And
no-one showed us to
the land. And no-one
knows the where or
whys.... Strangers pass
in the street by chance
two separate glances
meet. And I am you &
what I see is me. And
help me to understand
the best I can. And thru
the window in the wall
come streaming in on
sunlight wings a million
bright ambassadors of
morning.. And no-one
sings me lullabies &
no-one makes me close
my eyes & so I throw
the windows wide &
call to you across the
sky."
The Floyd Echoes
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