The heat of the sun stayed on through the night / Made spectres of strangers playing games with my sight / I passed through the station, a face in the crowd / The whistle was blowing, the barrier came down
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Faces of stone that watched from the dark / As the wind swirled around and you took my arm in the park / Images framed, hung high in the trees / And you talked of your youth but the years had turned dry as the leaves
Whatever it takes to break / Got to do it / From the Burning Lake / Or the Eastern Gate
Remember when you were young, you shone like the sun. / Shine on you crazy diamond. / Now there’s a look in your eyes, like black holes in the sky. / Shine on you crazy diamond.
So, so you think you can tell / Heaven from Hell, / Blue skies from pain / Can you tell a green field