Meddle
Produced by Pink Floyd Released
November, 1971
"One of These
Days" (Waters,Wright,Mason,Gilmour) One
of these days, I'm going to cut you into little pieces
"A Pillow of Winds" (Waters, Gilmour)
A cloud of eiderdown Draws around me Softening
a sound. Sleepy time, and I lie, With my love
by my side, And she's breathing low. And the
candle dies. When night comes down You lock
the door. The book falls to the floor. As
darkness falls The waves roll by, The seasons
change The wind is wry. Now wakes the hour
Now sleeps the swan Behold the dream The
dream is gone. Green fields are calling It's
falling, in a golden door. And deep beneath the ground,
The early morning sounds And I go down. Sleepy
time, and I lie, With my love by my side, And
she's breathing low. And I rise, like a bird, In
the haze, when the first rays Touch the sky. And
the night wings die.
"Fearless" (Waters, Gilmour)
You say the hill's too steep to climb Climb
it. You say you'd like to see me try Climbing.
You pick the place and I'll choose the time And I'll
climb That hill in my own way. Just wait a
while for the right day. And as I rise above the tree lines and
the clouds I look down, hearing the sound of
the things you've said today. Fearlessly the idiot faced the
crowd Smiling. Merciless the magistrate turns
'round Frowning. And who's the fool who wears
the crown? And go down, in your own way
And every day is the right day And as you rise above
the fear-lines in his brow You look down, hearing the sound
of the faces in the crowd.
"San Tropez" (Waters)
As I reach for a peach Slide a rind down behind
The sofa in San Tropez. Breakin' a stick with
a brick on the sand. Ridin' a wave In the wake
of an old sedan. Sleepin' alone in the Drone
of the darkness, Scratched by the sand that Fell
from my love, Deep in my dreams and I Still
hear her callin' "If you're alone, I'll
come home." Backward and homebound, The
pigeon, the dove, Gone with the wind And the
rain, on an airplane. Owning a home With no
silver spoon, I'm drinking champagne Like a
good tycoon. Sooner than wait for A break in
the weather, I'll gather my far-flung Thoughts
together. Speeding away On the wind to a new
day. And if you're alone I'll come home.
And I pause for a while By a country style And
listen to the things they say. Diggin' for gold With
a hoe in my hand. Open a book Take a look at
the way things stand. And you're leading me down To
the place by the sea. I hear your soft voice Calling
to me. Making a date for Later by phone
And if you're alone I'll come home.
"Seamus"
(Waters, Wright, Mason, Gilmour) I was
in the kitchen, Seamus, that's the dog, was outside. Well,
I was in the kitchen, Seamus, my old hound, was outside.
Well, the sun sinks slowly But my old hound just sat
right down and cried.
"Echoes" (Waters, Wright, Mason,
Gilmour) Overhead the albatross
Hangs motionless upon the air And deep beneath the
rolling waves In labyrinths of coral caves An
echo of a distant time Comes willowing across the sand
And everything is green and submarine. And no one
called us to the land And no one knows the where's or why's.
Something stirs and something tries Starts to climb
toward the light. Strangers passing in the street By
chance two separate glances meet And I am you and what I see is
me. And do I take you by the hand And lead you
through the land And help me understand The
best I can. And no one called us to the land And
no one crosses there alive. No one speaks and no one tries
No one flies around the sun.... Almost everyday you
fall Upon my waking eyes, Inviting and
inciting me To rise. And through the window in
the wall Come streaming in on sunlight wings A
million bright ambassadors of morning. And no one sings me
lulabyes And no one makes me close my eyes So
I throw the windows wide And call to you across the sky....