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666 The Dead Zone 214-522-5321 300/1200/2400 666 Group: Pink Floyd Album: Momentary Lapse of Reason "Signs of Life" (instrumental) "Learning to Fly" Into the distance, a ribbon of black Stretched to the point of no turning back A flight of fancy on a wind swept field Standing alone my senses reeled A fatal attraction holding me fast, how can I escape this irresistable grasp? Can't keep my eyes from the circling sky Tongue-tied & twisted just an earth-bound misfit, I Ice is forming on the tips of my wings Unheeded warning, I thought I thought of everything No navigator to guide my way home Unladened, empty and turned to stone A soul in tension that's learning to fly Condition grounded but determined to try Can't keep my eyes from the-circling-skies Tongue-tied & twisted just an earth-bound misfit, I Above the planet on a wing and a prayer, My grubby halo, a vapour trail in the empty air, Across the clouds I see my shadow fly Out of the corner of my watering eye A dream unthreatened by the morning light Could blow this soul right through the roof of the night There's no sensation to compare with this, Suspended animation, a state of bliss Can't keep my mind from the circling sky, Tongue-tied & twisted just an earth-bound misfit, I "The Dogs of War" Dogs of war and men of hate With no cause, we don't discriminate Discovery is to be disowned Our currency is flesh and bone Hell opened up and put on sale Gather round and haggle For hard cash, we will lie and deceive Even our masters don't know the webs we weave One world, it's a battleground One world, and we will smash it down One world...one world Invisible transfers, long distance calls, Hollow laughter in marble halls Steps have been taken, a silent uproar Has unleashed the Dogs of War You can't stop what has begun Signed, selaed, they deliver oblivion We all have a dark side, to say the least And dealing in death is the nature of the beast One world, it's a battleground One world and they smash it down One world...one world The Dogs of War don't negotiate The Dogs of War won't capitulate They will take and you will give And you must die so that they may live You can knock at any door, But wherever you go, you know they've been there before. Well, winners can lose and things can get strained But whatever you change, you know the dogs remain. One world, it's a battleground. One world are we going to smash it down? One world...one world "One Slip" A restless eye across a weary room A glazed look and I was on the road to ruin The music played and played as we whirled without end No hint, no word her honour to defend I will, I will, she sighed to my request And then she tossed her mane as my resolve was put To the test Then drowned in desire, our souls on fire I led the way to the funeral pyre And without a thought of the consequence I gave in to my decadence 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 for life A small regret, you won't forget, There'll be no sleep in here tonight Was it love, or was it the idea of being in love? Or was it 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 slip... one slip... "On the Turning Away" On the turning away From the pain and downtrodden And the words they say Which we won't understand 'Don't accept that what is happening Is just a case of others' 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 its shroud Over all we have known Unaware how the ranks have grown Driven on by a 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 mesmerised 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? "Yet Another Movie" 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 tough She'll soon submit, she's had enough The march of fate, the broken will Someone is lying very still He has laughed and he has cried He has fought and he has died He's just the same as all the rest, He's no the worst, he's not the best And still the ceaseless murmuring, The babbling that I brook. The sea of faces, eyes upraised The empty screen, the vacant look A man in black on a snow white horse. A pointless life has run its course. The red rimmed eyes, the tears still run As he fades into the setting sun "Round and Around" (instrumental) "A New Machine" Part 1 I have always been in here I have always looked out from behind these eyes It feels like more than a lifetime Feels like more than a lifetime Sometimes I get tired of the waiting Sometimes I get tired of being in here Is this the way it has always been? Could it ever have been different? Do you ever get tired of the waiting? Do you ever get tired of being in there? Don't worry, nobody lives forever, Nobody lives forever. "Terminal Frost" (instrumental) "A New Machine" Part 2 I will always be in here I will always look out from behind these eyes It's only a lifetime It's only a lifetime It's only a lifetime "Sorrow" The sweet smell of a great sorrow lies over the land Plumes of smoke rise and merge into the leaden sky: A man lies and dreams of green fields and rivers, But awakes to a morning with no reason for waking He's haunted by the memory of a lost paradise In his youth or a dream, he can't be precise He's chained forever to a world that's departed It's not enough, it's not enough One world, one soul, Time pass, the river roll. And he talks to the river of lost love and dedication And silent replies that swirl invitation Flow dark, and troubled to an oily sea A grim intimation of what is to be There's an unceasing wind that blows through this night And there's dust in my eyes, that blinds my sight And silence that speaks so much louder than words, Of promises broken X-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-X Another file downloaded from: The NIRVANAnet(tm) Seven & the Temple of the Screaming Electron Taipan Enigma 510/935-5845 Burn This Flag Zardoz 408/363-9766 realitycheck Poindexter Fortran 510/527-1662 Lies Unlimited Mick Freen 801/278-2699 The New Dork Sublime Biffnix 415/864-DORK The Shrine Rif Raf 206/794-6674 Planet Mirth Simon Jester 510/786-6560 "Raw Data for Raw Nerves" X-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-X

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