Текст песни Pink Floyd - The Gunners Dream
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Текст песни Pink Floyd - The Gunners Dream
Floating down through the cloudsMemories come rushing up to meet me nowBut in the space between the heavensAnd the corner of some foreign fieldI had a dreamI had a dreamGoodbye Max( )Goodbye MaAfter the service when you're walking slowly to the carAnd the silver in her hair shines in the cold november airYou hear the tolling bellAnd touch the silk in your lapelAnd as the tear drops rise to meet the comfort of the BandYou take her frail handAnd hold on to the dreamA place to stayEnough to eatSomewhere old heroes shuffle safely down the streetWhere you can speak out loudAbout your doubts and fearsAnd what's more no-one ever disappearsYou never hear their standard issue kicking in your doorYou can relax on both sides of the tracksAnd maniacs don't blow holes in bandsmen by remote controlAnd everyone has recourse to the law