Wednesday, 10 March 2004
Hey-oh, hey-ah, ah-oh, hey-ha-eh-oh...
You say the hill's too steep to climb...
You say you'd like to see me try
You pick the place and I'll choose the time
I'll climb that hill in my own way
Just wait a while for the right day
And as I rise above the tree lines and the clouds
I look down, hearing the sound of the things you've said today
Fearlessly the idiot faced the crowd,
Merciless the magistrate turns 'round,
And who's the fool who wears the crown?
And go down in your own way
And every day is the right day
And as you rise above the fear-lines in his brow
You look down, hearing the sound of the faces in the crowd
, from 'Meddle' by Pink Floyd)
~ posted by Anna @ 10:25 PM