(These lyrics are originally from "Chamber Music" by James Joyce (1907) Lean out your window, golden hair I heard you singing in the midnight air my
Yes I'm thi-i-*i*-i-i-i-i-inking of this, yes I am puddle town, Tom was the underground hold you ti-*i*-i-i-i-i-i-ighter so close, yes you are please
When I woke up today and you weren't there to play then I wanted to be with you when you showed me your eyes whispered love at the skies then I wanted
This is a story 'bout a girl that I knew she didn't like my songs and that made me feel blue she said: "a big band is far better than you"... She don
You feel me away far too empty, oh so alone! I want to go home Oh find me inside of a nocturne - the blonde how I love you to be by my side they wail
Honey love you, honey little, honey funny sunny morning love you more funny love in the skyline baby ice-cream 'scuse me, I've seen you looking good
She was long gone, long, long gone she was gone, gone, the bigger they come the larger her hand 'till no one understands why for so long she'd been gone
quiet there, in the wood meant even less to me than I thought with a honey plough of yellow prickly seeds clover honey pots and mystic shining feed... well, the madcap laughed
me, Tell me Yippee and also: Heavily Spaced. According to legend, this verse was originally meant to be understood, but when they f**ked it up in the studio, Syd
I really love you and I mean you the star above you, crystal blue Well, oh baby, my hairs on end about you... I wouldn't see you and I love to I fly
She took a long cold look at me and smiled and gazed all over my arm she loves to see me get down to ground she hasn't time just to be with me her face
Oh where are you now pussy willow that smiled on this leaf? When I was alone you promised the stone from your heart my head kissed the ground I was half
It's no good trying to place your hand where I can't see because I understand that you're different from me yes I can tell that you can't be what you
