Pink Floyd
«Lyrics»

Or was in the hand of fate, that seemed to fit just,

like a glove?

The moment slipped by and soon the seeds were sown.

The year grew late and neither one wanted to remain,

alone.

One slip, and down the hole we fall,

it seems to take no time at all.

A momentary lapse of reason.

That binds a life to a life.

The one regret, you will never forget,

there'll be no sleep in here tonight.

One sleep… One sleep

On the turning away,

from the pale and downtrodden.

And words they say

which we won't understand.

"Don't accept that what's happening.

Is just a case of other suffering.

Or you'll find that you're joining in

the turning away".

It's a sin that somehow,

light is changing to shadow.

And casting it's shroud

over all we have known

unaware how the ranks have grown.

Driven on by heart of stone,

we could find that we're all alone

in the dream of the proud.

On the wings of the night,

as the daytime is stirring

where the speechless unite.

In a silent accord,

using words you will find are strange.

And mesmerized as they light the flame

feel the new wind of change,

on the wings of the night.

No more turning away,

from the weak and the weary.

No more turning away,

from the coldness inside.

Just a world that we all must share.

It's not enough just to stand and stare.

Is it only a dream that there'll be,

no more turning away?

One sound, one single sound.

One kiss, one single kiss,

a face outside the window pane,

however did it come to this?

A man who ran: A child who cried,

a girl who heard, a voice that lied.

The sun that burned a fiery red.

The vision of an empty bed.

The use of force, he was so touch.

She'll soon submit, she's had enough.

The march of fate, the broken will,

someone is lying very still.