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Relics Lyrics


Relics

Arnold Layne

Arnold Layne had a strange hobby
collecting clothes, moonshine washing lines
they suit him fine

On the wall hung a tall mirror
distorted view, see through, baby blue
he got it

Oh Arnold Layne, it’s not the same
it takes two to know, two to know, two to know, two to know
why can’t you see
Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne,
Arnold Layne

Now he’s caught a nasty sort of person
they gave him time, doors bang chain gang
he hated

Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne
Arnold Layne
Arnold Layne
don’t do it again

See Emily Play

Emily tries but misunderstands, ah ooh
She often inclined to borrow somebody’s dreams till tomorrow
There is no other day
Let’s try it another way
You’ll lose your mind and play
Free games for may
See Emily play

Soon after dark Emily cries, ah ooh
Gazing through trees in sorrow hardly a sound till tomorrow

There is no other day
Let’s try it another way
You’ll lose your mind and play
Free games for may
See Emily play

Put on a gown that touches the ground, ah ooh
Float on a river forever and ever, Emily BR>
There is no other day
Let’s try it another way
You’ll lose your mind and play
Free games for may
See Emily play

Remember a Day

Remember a day before today
a day when you were young
free to play along with time
evening never comes.

Sing a song that can’t be sung
without the morning’s kiss
Queen you shall be if you wish
look for your king
Why can’t we play today?
why can’t we stay that way

Climb your favorite apple tree
try to catch the sun
hide from your little brother’s gun
dream yourself away

Why can’t we reach the sun
why can’t we blow the years away
go away
remember remember

Paint Box

Last night I had too much to drink
sitting in a club with so many fools
playing to rules
trying to impress and feeling rather empty
I had another drink

What a way to spend that evening
you don’t turn up with their friends
playing their game
here in the scene or it should be
far away

Getting up first without remembering
where I’ve been
I open the door to an empty room
then I forget

The telephone rings and someone speaks
she would very much like to go
out to a show
so what can I do, I can’t think what to say
she sees trough any way

Out of the front door I go
traffic’s moving rather slow
arriving late
there she waits looking very angry
as cross as she can be

Julia Dream

Sunlight bright upon my pillow
lighter than an eiderdown
Will she let the weeping-willow
wind its branches round?

Julia dream
dreamboat queen
queen of all my dreams

Every night I turn the light out
waiting for the velvet blind
will the scaly armadillo
find me where I’m hiding?

Will the misty master break me
will the key unlock my mind
will the following footsteps catch me
am I really dying?

Cirrus Minor

In a churchyard by a river
lazing in the haze of midday
laughing in the grasses and the graze

Yellow bird you are not ā€?lone
in singing and in flying on
in laughing and in leaving

Willow weeping in the water
waving to the river-daughters
swaying in the ripples and the reeds

On a trip to Cirrus Minor
saw a crater in the sun
A thousand miles of moonlight later

The Nile Song

I was standing by the Nile
when I saw the lady smile
I would take her out a while for a while
Light tears wept like a child
how her golden hair was blowing wild
then she spread her wings to fly for to fly
soaring high above the breezes
going always where she pleases

She will make it to island in the sun
I will follow her in her shadow
as I watch her from my window
one day I will catch her eye.

She is calling from the deep
summoning my soul to endless sleep
she is bound to drag me down, drag me down.

Biding my Time

Wasting my time, resting my mind
and I’ll never pine for the sad days and the bad days
when we was working from nine to five

And if you don’t mind
I’ll spend my time here by the fireside
in the warm light of the love in her eyes

Bike

I’ve got a bike, you can ride if you like
it’s got a basket, a bell that rings
and things to make it look good
I’d give it to you if I could
but I borrowed it

You’re the kind of girl
that fits in with my world
I’ll give you anything, everything
if you want thing
I’ve got a cloak, it’s a bit of a joke
there’s a tear up the front, it’s red and black
I’ve had it for months
if you think it could look good
then I guess it should

I know a mouse and he hasn’t got a house
I don’t know why I call him Gerald
He’s getting rather old but he’s a good mouse

I’ve got a clan of gingerbread men
here a man, there a man, lots of gingerbread men
take a couple if you wish, they’re on the dish

I know a room of musical tune
some wine, some gin, most of them are clockwork
let’s go into the other room and make them work

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