Pink Floyd - Meddle
Meddle 5th November 1971
"Echoes" (Waters, Wright, Mason, Gilmour)
Overhead the albatross
Hangs motionless upon the air
And deep beneath the rolling waves
In labyrinths of coral caves
The echo of a distant time
Comes willowing across the sand
And everything is green and submarine.
And no one showed us to the land
And no one knows the where's or why's.
But something stirs and something tries
To start to climb toward the light.
Strangers passing in the street
By chance two separate glances meet
And I am you and what I see is me.
And do I take you by the hand
And lead you through the land
To help me understand
The best I can.
And no one calls us to move on
And no one crosses there alive.
No one speaks and no one tries
No one flies around the sun....
Cloudless everyday you fall
Upon my waking eyes,
Inviting and inciting me
And through the window in the wall
Come streaming in on sunlight wings
A million bright ambassadors of morning.
And no one sings me lullabies
And no one makes me close my eyes
So I throw the windows wide
And call to you across the sky....