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Pink Floyd: Pulse

 A l b u m   D e t a i l s

Label: EMI Records
Released: 1995.06.06
76:04 / 71:42
Category: Pop/Rock
Producer(s): James Guthrie, David Gilmour
Rating: *******... (7/10)
Media type: CD Double
Web address: www.pinkfloyd.com
Appears with: David Gilmour, Roger Waters, Richard Wright
Purchase date: 1997
Price in €: 20,99

 S o n g s ,   T r a c k s

Disk 1:
[1] Shine on You Crazy Diamond (Gilmour, David) - 13:03
[2] Astronomy Domine (Barrett, Syd) - 4:20
[3] What Do You Want from Me (Gilmour, David) - 4:12
[4] Learning to Fly (Carin, Jon) - 5:07
[5] Keep Talking (Gilmour, David) - 6:54
[6] Coming Back to Life (Gilmour, David) - 6:40
[7] Hey You (Waters, Roger) - 4:42
[8] Great Day for Freedom (Gilmour, David) - 4:30
[9] Sorrow (Gilmour, David) - 10:40
[10] High Hopes (Gilmour, David) - 7:49
[11] Another Brick in the Wall, Pt. 2 (Waters, Roger) - 6:44

Disk 2:
[1] Speak to Me (Mason, Nick) - 2:27
[2] Breathe (Gilmour, David) - 2:38
[3] On the Run (Gilmour, David) - 3:42
[4] Time (Gilmour, David) - 6:45
[5] Great Gig in the Sky (Waters, Roger) - 5:45
[6] Money (Waters, Roger) - 8:45
[7] Us and Them (Waters, Roger) - 7:16
[8] Any Colour You Like (Gilmour, David) - 3:19
[9] Brain Damage (Waters, Roger) - 4:02
[10] Eclipse (Waters, Roger) - 1:34
[11] Wish You Were Here (Gilmour, David) - 5:40
[12] Comfortably Numb (Gilmour, David) - 9:08

 A r t i s t s ,   P e r s o n n e l

DAVID GILMOUR - Guitar, Vocals, Engineer, Mixing
NICK MASON - Percussion, Drums
RICHARD WRIGHT - Keyboards, Vocals

TIM RENWICK - Guitar, Vocals
JON CARIN - Synthesizer, Keyboards, Vocals
DICK PARRY - Saxophone
GUY PRATT - Bass, Bass Guitar, Vocals
GARY WALLIS - Percussion

SAM BROWN - Vocals Background Vocals
CLAUDIA FONTAINE - Background Vocals
DURGA MCBROOM - Background Vocals

JAMES GUTHRIE - Producer, Engineer
TONY MAY - Photography
DOUG SAX - Mastering
SEAN O'DWYER - Assistant Engineer
LESTER COHEN - Photography
DIMO SAFARI - Photography
RON LEWTER - Mastering
ANDY EARL - Photography
PETER CURZON - Illustrations
JULIEN MILLS - Illustrations
CLAUDE GASSION - Photography
DENIS O'REGAN - Photography

 C o m m e n t s ,   N o t e s

1995 CD Columbia 67064
1995 LP Columbia 67064
1995 CS Columbia 67064
1995 CD Columbia 67065
1995 CD EMI 1078
1995 CD Columbia 67063
1995 CS Columbia 67063
1995 Columbia 67064
1995 CD Columbia 67065
1995 CS Columbia 67065

1995 Pink Floyd Music Ltd
Sony Music Entertainment Inc.
Mfd. by Columbia Records C2K 67065 67096/67097

Recorded and mixed by James Guthrie

Assistant engineer Sean O'Dwyer
Recorded live in Europe and the U.K. with Le Voyageur II Mobile
Recording 'equipe: Rene Weis, Bernard 'Papy' Vainer, Roger Robindore, Manu Dajee, Alain Aboulker

Mixedat Astoria in Q Sound
Mastered by Doug Sax and Ron Lewter at The Mastering Lab

Equipment Technicians
Phil Taylor: Backline chief and guitars for David Gilmour
Clive Brooks: Drums for Nick Mason
Sid Pryce: Bass guitars for Guy Pratt
Andy Ledbetter: Keyboards for Richard Wright
and Jon Carin
Adey Wilson: Guitars for Tim Renwick
Clint Lockyer: Percussion for Gary Wallis

Front of the House Mixer: Andy Jackson and Colin Norfield
Monitor Mixer: Seth Goldman

Album Cover Design: Storm Thorgerson
with Jon Crossland and Finlay Cowan

Graphics and Artwork: PeterCurzon with Julien Mills
Cover Photography: Tony May and Andy Earl with
Rupert Truman and Robert Llewellyn
Computer: Jason Reddy
Live Photography: Jill Furmanovsky, Andy Earl,
Dennis O'Regan, Michael Dwomik, Tony May,
Dimo Safari, Lester Cohen, Claude Gassian

With Thanks to: Marc Brickman, Mark Fisher
and Robbie Williams
and all the crew whoworked on the tour
between March and October 1994

Management: Steve O'Rourke, EMKA Productions Ltd

Recorded live in Europe and The United Kingdom in 1994.All songs written or co-written by Roger Waters and/or David Gilmour.It has never mattered which of Pink Floyd's leaders (Barrett, Waters, Gilmour) is at the controls, the band has always been about grandeur. The epic scale of their psychedelic explorations, the life-altering themes of their recordings, the ground-breaking, conceptual stagings, all have helped in the construction of the group's mythology. And more than any other rock band's, Pink Floyd myths have lived on and prospered even as the band and its fan-base have evolved with time.A live, double-album, PULSE works not only as a great extended postcard of 1994's biggest tour, but as Pink Floyd's myth re-charger. Consider the facts: the release was celebrated with a laser-light show atop the Empire State Building, and the spine of the CD package features a perpetually blinking light. But, as is always the case with Pink Floyd, there is reason to their madness. The blinking light harkens back to the heartbeat that is the unifying theme of their classic DARK SIDE OF THE MOON album, which is performed in its entirety on disc two.Disc one is an approximation of the band's first set, featuring a powerful run through Syd Barrett's "Astronomy Domine" (the definition of late '60s British psychedelia), as well as a host of songs from 1987's MOMENTARY LAPSE OF REASON and '94's DIVISION BELL. But the second set is the true keeper of the two. Having made its tour debut on the 25th anniversary of the Apollo moon landing (how's that for a myth?), DARK SIDE loses none of its glow when transferred to a live setting. David Gilmour ably handles Roger Waters' vocal parts, but escapes comparisons by throwing the focus on instrumental interludes that further the imagination--"On The Run," for instance, sounds like a true precursor to The Orb's ambient noodlings. Still, the radio hits ("Money," "Us And Them," "Brain Damage") are all re-interpreted enough to sound novel, but familiar enough to feel like ours. In this way, Pink Floyd are our own Homer, our own Jason & The Argonauts: their stories have been with us forever, but we never mind hearing them again.

Pink Floyd claim they had no intention of recording another live album when they began the Division Bell tour, but performing The Dark Side of the Moon in its entirety convinced the group to release another double live set, called Pulse. There's no question that the group is comprised of talented musicians, including the number of studio professionals that augmented the trio on tour. Whether they're inspired musicians is up to debate. A large part of Pink Floyd's live show is based on the always impressive visuals; on the Division Bell tour, they closed each show with an unprecedented laser extravaganza. In order for the visuals and the music to coincide, the group needed to play the sets as tightly as possible, with little improvisation. Consequently, an audio version of this concert, separated from the visuals, is quite dull. Pink Floyd play the greatest hits and the new songs professionally, yet the versions differ only slightly from the original recordings, making Pulse a tepid experience. (The first edition of the album featured a blinking red light -- a symbolic representation of the "pulse" -- in the spine of the disc and cassette.)

Stephen Thomas Erlewine - All Music Guide

In 1994, the members of Pink Floyd decided it was time to put an end to their 7-year recording hiatus. They went into David Gilmour's houseboat studio on the Thames river & recorded about 50 song ideas, 11 of which would eventually become the tracks on The Division Bell. Kicking off the tour in Miami last March, the band played 110 shows in 77 cities around the world. The tour lasted 7 months, breaking numerous sales records along the way.

Now in 1995, the glory of that tour has been captured in the form of P.U.L.S.E, their new double-live CD. P.U.L.S.E features a new rendition of The Dark Side of the Moon -- performed live, in its entirety, for the first time in more than 20 years. Taken from 20 shows in Europe & the UK, P.U.L.S.E was recorded in analogue sound on the Le Voyageur II Mobile unit. It was mixed at Astoria in Q-Sound. Q-Sound creates a "multi-dimensional listening environment" for the listener. You can hear things coming from all around the room, as opposed to just from the speakers in front of you. This appears to be the most evident on passages where there are voices or sound effects (such as the middle passage in Learning to Fly or on Brain Damage), but can easily be heard throughout. The sound quality on P.U.L.S.E is excellent, as you would expect from the band. The Q-Sound technology is a bonus.

The packaging is truly spectacular for a regular release. The outer packaging is a 5 1/2" x 6 1/4" hard cardboard box with beautiful front cover art by Storm Thorgerson. Inside the outer packaging is a 40-page full color hardcover book (which holds the CDs), containing excellent pictures of the tour. Those lucky enough to get the initial pressings, will get the CDs in a long box with larger cover art. With all the detail in the artwork, it makes for a truly impressive package. The only thing bad about the packaging is that the book has a matte finish that will not stand up to much handling without getting fingerprints all over it. Also, the CDs are bound to become scratched up by repeatedly taking them in and out of the booklet. A word of advice -- buy 2 empty jewel boxes and keep the CDs in them instead. Aside from that, the packaging is gorgeous. But the thing that will undoubtedly catch everyone's eye as far as the packaging is the blinking red LED on the spine of the box. Said to signify the "pulse" of Pink Floyd fans around the world, the LED should last between 6-12 months (depending on whom you ask).

As far as the performances go, since Dave & the band had 20 shows to pick material from, they were able to choose the best version out of twenty for each song. There are no bad performances on P.U.L.S.E. However, the material they decided to put on the CD could be better. I would have preferred to have a live version of Poles Apart or Marooned, instead of another version of Learning to Fly (which really is not that much different from the one on Distant Sound of Thunder). Same goes for Sorrow, Wish You Were Here (this time with a "singalong"). Comfortably Numb sounds great, except for the part Roger should be singing. Guy Pratt turns in a respectable vocal on Hey You. Its too bad Dave won't let him do Roger's part in Comfortably Numb by himself. Another Brick in the Wall Part Two gets a slightly different treatment than it did on "Thunder". The introduction and ending of the song on P.U.L.S.E make it worthy of inclusion here. The performance of Dark Side is nothing short of stellar. The Q-Sound is used to its fullest potential on the piece. All in all, the band gives excellent performances throughout.

The video and laserdisc are supposed to be taken from the October 20th Earls Court show, rather than a combination of 20 shows like the CD. It will differ from the pay-per-view show though. The pay-per-view show was edited and mixed "on the fly", resulting in some edits that the band wasn't quite satisfied with. Since the entire show was filmed on all of the cameras, they're going to go back & edit things the way they intended them to be. The same thing happened with the audio. The audio will be remixed for the commercial video release as well.

To sum things up - buy this CD. You won't be disappointed.

(c) 1995 Steve Marshall

"Pink Floyds Live-CD sprengt in ihrer exquisiten Aufmachung samt Hardcover-Booklet die Dimensionen. Die Highlights-Kollektion übertrifft das Live-Opus Delicate Sound Of Thunder von 1988 deutlich: weniger Space,mehr Rock."

C. Böhm in Audio 8/95

A two-CD live collection from a band left splintered by the departure of bassist-songwriter Roger Waters, Pulse is perhaps best noted for the blinking red light that was set in its spine upon initial release. It contains the remaining band (with guest musicians) performing the entire Dark Side of the Moon album, the novelty of which wears off soon after the crowd noise interrupts any potential intimacy. The crowd also sings along for several songs, which makes this either a great audio-video document or a misguided attempt at replicating the live experience.

Rob O'Connor - Amazon.com

Ein Doppelalbum mit Live-Musik einer Band, die durch den Weggang des Bassisten und Songschreibers Roger Waters zersplittert wurde. Das Bemerkenswerteste an Pulse ist vielleicht das blinkende Rotlicht, das bei der Erstveröffentlichung auf der Rückseite zu sehen war. Die übriggebliebene Band (mit Gastmusikern) spielt das gesamte Dark Side of the Moon Album. Der innovative Effekt geht jedoch schnell verloren, wenn der Lärm des Publikums jede auch nur mögliche Intimität unterbindet. Das Publikum singt ebenso bei mehreren anderen Songs mit. Dadurch entsteht entweder ein großartiges Audio-Video-Dokument, oder es wird zum mißlungenen Versuch, Live-Atmosphäre zu vermitteln.

Rob O'Connor - Amazon.de

"Pulse" was one of the greatests 1995 releases. It was released initially in an oversize slipcase with hardback book/CD holder and blinking LED on the case spine. EMI booklet has 8 more pages, and slightly different interior graphics. EMI also included a cardboard card with complete tracklist and band member information, and also a suggestion that if the LED gets annoying, you put the slipcase in your car so it'll look like a security system and fool burglars. The EMI discs feature art from the album cover, while the US has "sketch" artwork. The Columbia also has a cardboard card attached to the battery to allow for easy removal. The Columbia LED beats faster than the EMI.


 L y r i c s


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.
You were caught in the crossfire of childhood and stardom,
blown on the steel breeze.
Come on you target for faraway laughter,
come on you stranger, you legend, you martyr, and shine!

You reached for the secret too soon, you cried for the moon.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Threatened by shadows at night and exposed in the light.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Well you wore out your welcome with random precision,
rode on the steel breeze.
Come on you raver, you seer of visions,
come on you painter, you piper, you prisoner, and shine!


Lime and limpid green, a second scene
A fight between the blue you once knew.
Floating down, the sound resounds
Around the icy waters underground.
Jupiter and Saturn, Oberon, Miranda and Titania.
Neptune, Titan.
Stars can frighten.

Lime and limpid green, a second scene
A fight between the blue you once knew.
Floating down, the sound resounds
Around the icy waters underground.
Jupiter and Saturn, Oberon, Miranda and Titania.
Neptune, Titan.
Stars can frighten.

Blinding signs flap,
Flicker, flicker, flicker blam. Pow, pow.
Stairway scare Dan. Dare who's there?
Lime and limpid green, the sounds around
The icy waters under
Lime and limpid green, the sounds around
The icy waters underground.


As you look around this room tonight
Settle in your seat and dim the lights
Do you want my blood, do you want my tears
What do you want
What do you want from me
Should I sing until I can't sing any more
Play these strings until my fingers are raw
You're so hard to please
What do you want from me

Do you think I know something you don't know
What do you want from me
If I don't promise you the answers would you go
What do you want from me
Should I stand out in the rain
Do you want me to make a daisy chain for you
I'm not the one you need
What do you want from me

You can have anything you want
You can drift, you can dream, even walk on water
Anything you want

You can own everything you see
Sell your soul for complete control
Is that really what you need

You can lose yourself this night
See inside there is nothing to hide
Turn and face the light

What do you want from me


Into the distance, a ribbon of black
Stretched to the point of no turning back
A flight of fancy on a windswept field
Standing alone my senses reeled
A fatal attraction holding me fast, how
Can I escape this irresistible grasp?

Can't keep my eyes from the circling skies
Tongue-tied and twisted Just an earth-bound misfit.

Ice is forming on the tips of my wings
Unheeded warnings, 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 and twisted just an earth-bound misfit.

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 eyes from the circling skies
Tongue-tied and twisted just an earth-bound misfit.


For millions of years mankind lived just like animals
Then something happened which unleashed the powers of our imagination
We learned to talk.

There's a silence surrounding me
I can't seem to think straight
I'll sit in the corner
No one can bother me
I think I should speak now _________ Why won't you talk to me
I can't seem to speak now __________ You never talk to me
My words won't come out right ______ What are you thinking
I feel like I'm drowning ___________ What are you feeling
I'm feeling weak now _______________ You never talk to me
But I can't show my weakness _______ What are you thinking
I sometimes wonder _________________ What are you feeling
Where do we go from here

It doesn't have to be like this
All we need to do is make sure we keep talking.

Why won't you talk to me ___________ I feel like I'm drowning
You never talk to me _______________ You know I can't breathe now
What are you thinking ______________ We're going nowhere
What are you feeling _______________ We're going nowhere
Why won't you talk to me
You never talk to me
What are you thinking
Where do we go from here

It doesn't have to be like this
All we need to do is make sure we keep talking.


Where were you when I was burned and broken
While the days slipped by from my window watching
Where were you when I was hurt and I was helpless
Because the things you say and the things you do surround me
While you were hanging yourself on someone else's words
Dying to believe in what you heard
I was staring straight into the shining sun

Lost in thought and lost in time
While the seeds of life and the seeds of change were planted
Outside the rain fell dark and slow
While I pondered on this dangerous but irresistible pasttime
I took a heavenly ride through our silence
I knew the moment had arrived
For killing the past and coming back to life

I took a heavenly ride through our silence
I knew the waiting had begun
And headed straight . . . into the shining sun


Hey you,
Out there in the cold,
Getting lonely, getting old,
Can you feel me?

Hey you,
Standing in the aisle,
With itchy feet and fading smile,
Can you feel me?

Hey you,
Don't help them to bury the light.
Don't give in without a fight.

Hey you,
Out there on your own,
Sitting naked by the phone,
Would you touch me?

Hey you,
With your ear against the wall,
Waiting for someone to call out,
Would you touch me?

Hey you,
Would you help me to carry the stone?
Open your heart, I'm coming home.

But it was only fantasy.
The wall was too high, as you can see.
No matter how he tried he could not break free.
And the worms ate into his brain.

Hey you,
Out there on the road,
Always doing what you're told,
Can you help me?

Hey you,
Out there beyond the wall,
Breaking bottles in the hall,
Can you help me?

Hey you,
Don't tell me there's no hope at all.
Together we stand, divided we fall.


On the day the wall came down
They threw the locks onto the ground
And with glasses high we raised a cry for freedom had arrived

On the day the wall cane down
The Ship of Fools had finally run aground
Promises lit up the night like paper doves in flight

I dreamed you had left my side
No warmth, not even pride remained
And even though you needed me
It was clear that I could not do a thing for you

Now life devalues day by day
As friends and neighbours turn away
And there's a change that, even with regret, cannot be undone

Now frontiers shift like desert sands
While nations wash their bloodied hands
Of loyalty, of history, in shades of gray

I woke to the sound of drums
The music played, the morning sun streamed in
I turned and I looked at you
And all but the bitted residue slipped away . . . slipped away


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

His blood has frozen & curdled with fright
His knees have trembled & given way in the night
His hand has weakened at the moment of truth
His step has faltered

One world, one soul
Time pass, the river rolls

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 that words,
Of promises broken.


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 in our footsteps
Running before times 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
When 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 the force of some sleeping 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
Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon
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 glowing
The water flowing
The endless river

Forever and ever


We don't need no education.
We don't need no thought control.
No dark sarcasm in the classroom.
Teacher, leave those kids alone.
Hey, Teacher, leave those kids alone!

All in all it's just another brick in the wall.
All in all you're just another brick in the wall.

We don't need no education.
We don't need no thought control.
No dark sarcasm in the classroom.
Teachers, leave those kids alone.
Hey, Teacher, leave those kids alone!

All in all you're just another brick in the wall.
All in all you're just another brick in the wall.




Breathe, breathe in the air
Don't be afraid to care
Leave but don't leave me
Look around and chose your own ground
For long you live and high you fly
And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry
And all you touch and all you see
Is all your life will ever be

Run, run rabbit run
Dig that hole, forget the sun,
And when at last the work is done
Don't sit down it's time to start another one
For long you live and high you fly
But only if you ride the tide
And balanced on the biggest wave
You race toward an early grave.




Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an off hand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way

Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
And then the one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun

And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking
And racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in the relative way, but you're older
And shorter of breath and one day closer to death

Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desparation in the English way
The time is gone the song is over, thought I'd something more to say

Home, home again
I like to be there when I can
When I come in cold and tired
It's good to warm my bones beside the fire
Far away across the field
The tolling of the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spells.




Money, get away
Get a good job with more pay and your O.K.
Money it's a gas
Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash
New car, caviar, four star daydream,
Think I'll buy me a football team

Money get back
I'm all right Jack keep your hands off my stack.
Money it's a hit
Don't give me that do goody good bullshit
I'm in the hi-fidelity first class traveling section
And I think I need a Lear jet

Money it's a crime
Share it fairly but don't take a slice of my pie
Money so they say
Is the root of all evil today
But if you ask for a rise it's no surprise that they're giving none away.


Us and Them
And after all we're only ordinary men
Me, and you
God only knows it's not what we would choose to do

Forward he cried from the rear and the front rank died
And the General sat, and the lines on the map moved from side to side

Black and Blue
And who knows which is which and who is who
Up and Down
And in the end it's only round and round
And round
Haven't you heard it's a battle of words
the poster bearer cried
Listen son, said the man with the gun
There's room for you inside

Down and Out
It can't be helped but there's a lot of it about
With, without
And who'll deny that's what the fightings all about
Get out of the way, it's a busy day
And I've got things on my mind
For want of the price of tea and a slice
The old man died.




The lunatic is on the grass
The lunatic is on the grass
Remembering games and daisy chains and laughs
Got to keep the loonies on the path

The lunatic is in the hall
The lunatics are in my hall
The paper holds their folded faces to the floor
And every day the paper boy brings more

And if the dam breaks open many years too soon
And if there is no room upon the hill
And if your head explodes with dark forbodings too
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon

The lunatic is in my head
The lunatic is in my head
You raise the blade, you make the change
You re-arrange me 'till I'm sane

You lock the door
And throw away the key
There's someone in my head but it's not me.

And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your ear
You shout and no one seems to hear
And if the band you're in starts playing different tunes
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon


All that you touch
And all that you see
All that you taste
All that you feel
All that you love
All that you hate
All you distrust
All that you save
All that you give
All that you deal
All that you buy
beg, borrow or steal
All you create
All you destroy
All that you do
All that you say
All that you eat And everyone you meet
All that you slight And everyone you fight
All that is now
All that is gone
All that's to come
and everything under the sun is in tune
but the sun is eclipsed by the moon.


So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell,
blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?

Did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
Did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?

How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here...


Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me.
Is there anyone home?

Come on, now.
I hear you're feeling down.
Well I can ease your pain,
Get you on your feet again.

I need some information first.
Just the basic facts:
Can you show me where it hurts?

There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ship's smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're sayin'.
When I was a child I had a fever.
My hands felt just like two balloons.
Now I got that feeling once again.
I can't explain, you would not understand.
This is not how I am.
I have become comfortably numb.

Just a little pinprick.
There'll be no more --Aaaaaahhhhh!
But you may feel a little sick.

Can you stand up?
I do believe it's working. Good.
That'll keep you going for the show.
Come on it's time to go.

There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ship's smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're sayin'.
When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse,
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but it was gone.
I cannot put my finger on it now.
The child is grown, the dream is gone.
I have become comfortably numb.

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