Текст песни Syd Barret - Rooftop in a Thunderstorm

Syd Barret - Rooftop in a Thunderstorm слова песни




With yellow, red and roomy food, and quiveredCrouching on a golden cushionUndressed himself to disappearThrough an infinity of pleasureAnd smiled to free the running meWith "am I my brothers keeper? "His meek hand on devils glovesShaping running blood.The prophecy, to recreate the truthIn visions of a seasonal moodIn truth, the only sight he sawLay hidden in the bathroom doorAnd spat on the rugAs high is high, so low is lowAnd thats the end of it.

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