Pink Floyd Lyrics...
Crumbling Land
Album: Zabriskie Point
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In a while I'll find the time to make the sunshine mine
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In a smile I saw a single needle in the sky
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Wheeling, soaring, gliding by
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On a hill a little man with many shining things
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Shiny pool, a shiny car and shiny diamond rings
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Wining, dining, shining king
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And the eagle flies in clear blue skys
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Breathing in the clear blue air
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Back here on the ground another dealer coughs and dies
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And fifty more come rolling off
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The Ford production line
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Then a man appearing like up in our on the sand
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In his hand a moving picture of the crumbling land
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Screaming, scheming, movie man
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Here we go, hold your nose and see if something blows
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Close your eyes, count to ten and see the sunrise rise
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Climbing, higher, to the sky
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Climbing all the birds a lake the dove the lies
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On the finger of the king
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On high the eagle spies the glitter of a gun
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And wheeling in a climbing turn he flies into the sun
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