Pink Floyd Lyrics...
Free Four
Album: Obscured By Clouds
The memories of a man in his old age-
Are the deeds of a man in his prime.
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You suffle in gloom in the sickroom
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And talk to yourself till you die.
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Life is a short, warm moment
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And death is a long cold rest.
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You get your chance to try
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In the twinkling of an eye:
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Eighty years, with luck, or even less.
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So all aboard for the American tour,
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And maybe you'll make it to the top.
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And mind how you go.
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I can tell you, because I know.
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You may find it hard to get off.
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You are the angel of death
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And I am the dead man's son.
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And he died like a mole in a fox hole.
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And everyone is still in the run.
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And who is the master of fox hounds?
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And who says the hunt has begun?
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And who calls the tune in the courtroom?
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And who beats the funeral drum?
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The memories of a man in his old age
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Are the deeds of a man in his prime.
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You suffle in gloom in the sickroom
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And talk to yourself till you die.
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