#floyd

Wish You Were Here So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell, Blue skys from pain. Can you tell a green field From a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil? Do you think you can tell? And did they get you to trade Your heros for ghosts? Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cool breeze? Cold comfort for change? And 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. ↗

— Roger Waters

#illusion #lyrics #music #pink-floyd #song-lyrics

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. ↗

— Roger Waters Pink Floyd

#the-wall #dreams

I don't listen to a lot of new stuff. I just like the old stuff. It's all quite dramatic and atmospheric. You'd have an entire story in song. I never listen to, like, white music - I couldn't sing you a Zeppelin or Floyd song. ↗

— Amy Winehouse

#dramatic #entire #floyd #i #just

In my view, the operas of Carlisle Floyd will find a place in the permanent repertoire. ↗

— Bruce Beresford

#floyd #operas #permanent #place #repertoire