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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Floyd" data-source="post: 27" data-attributes="member: 1">One Of These DaysOne of these daysI'm going to cut you into little piecesA Pillow Of WindsThe cloud of eiderdown draws around meSoftening the soundSleepy time when I lie with my love by my sideAnd she's breathing low, and the candle diesWhen night comes down you lock the doorThe look falls to the floorAs darkness falls and waves roll byThe seasons changed, the wind is warmNow wakes the owl, now sleep the swanBehold the dream, the dream is goneGreen fields, a cold rainIs falling in a golden glowAnd deep beneath the ground the early morning soundsAnd I go downSleepy time when I lie with my love by my sideAnd she's breathing low, and I rise like a birdIn the haze when the first rays touch the skyAnd the night wings dieFearlessYou say the hill's too steep to climb, try itYou say you'd like to see me try climb itYou pick the place and I'll choose the timeAnd I'll climb the hill in my own wayJust wait a while for the right dayAnd as I rise above the tree-line and the cloudsI look down, hearing the sounds of the things you've said todayFearlessly the idiot faced the crowd, smilingMercyless the magistrate turns round, frowningAnd who's the fool who wears the crownGo down in your own wayAnd every day is the right dayAnd as you rise above the fear-lines in his crownYou look down, hearing the sound of the faces in the crowdYou never walk alone, you never walk aloneWalk on, walk on with hope in your heartAnd you never walk alone, you never walk aloneSan TropezAs I reach for a peach, slide a ride down behind a chauffeur in San TropezBreaking a stick with a brick on the sandRiding a wave in the wake of an old sedanSleeping alone in the drone of the darknessScratched by the sand that fell from my loveKeeping my dreams and I still hear her callingIf you're alone, I'll come homeBackward and homebound, a pigeon, a doveGone with the wind, the rain on an airplaneOwning a home with no silver spoonI'm drinking champagne like a good tycoonSooner than wait for a break in the weatherI'll gather my far-flung thoughts togetherSpeeding away on the wind to a new dayIf you're alone, I'll come homeAnd I pause for a while by a country styleAnd listen to the things they sayDigging the gold in a hole in my handHoping the good, take a look at the way things endAnd you're leading me down to a place by the seaI hear your soft voice calling to meMaking a date for Rita PavoneIf you're alone, I'll come homeSeamusI was in the kitchenSeamus, that's the dog, was outsideWell I was in the kitchenSeamus, my own hound, was outsideWell you know the sun was sinking slowlyAnd my own hound-dog sat right down and criedEchoesOverhead the albatross hangs motionless upon the airAnd deep beneath the rolling waves in labyrinths of coral cavesThe echo of a distant time comes billowing across the sandAnd everything is green, the sun beneathAnd no one showed us to the landAnd no one knows the where's or the why'sBut something stares and something triesAnd starts to climb towards the landStrangers passing in the street by chance to separate closes meetAnd I am you and what I see is meAnd do I take you by the handAnd lead you through the landAnd help me understand the best I canAnd no one calls us to the dawnAnd no one forces down our eyesAnd no one speaks and no one triesNo one flies around the sunCloudless everyday you fall upon my waking eyesInviting and insighting me to riseAnd through the window in the wallCome streaming in on sunlight wingsA million bright ambassadors of morningAnd no one sings me lullabiesAnd no one makes me close my eyesSo I throw the windows wideAnd crawl to you across the sky</blockquote>

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