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Pink Floyd - High Hopes Music Gilmour Samson 748 1994

Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young

In a world of magnets and miracles

Our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary

The ringing of the division bell had begun



Along the Long Road and on down the Causeway

Do they still meet there by the Cut



There was a ragged band that followed our footsteps

Running before time took our dreams away

Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground

To a life consumed by slow decay



The grass was greener

The light was brighter

With friends surrounded

The nights of wonder



Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us

To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side

Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again

Dragged by force of some inner tide



At a higher altitude with flag unfurled

We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world



Encumbered forever by desire and ambition

There's a hunger still unsatisfied

Though down this road we've been so many times



The grass was greener

The light was brighter

The taste was sweeter

The nights of wonder

With friends surrounded

The dawn mist growing

The water flowing

The endless river



Forever and ever
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