Syd Barret - Wouldn’t You Miss Me
Wouldn’t You Miss Me 16th April 2001
“Two Of A Kind” (Richard Wright)
On a distant shore, miles from land
Stands the ebony totem in ebony sand
A dream in a mist of gray
On a far distant shore.
The pebble that stood alone
And driftwood lies half buried
Warm shallow waters sweep shells
So the cockles shine.
A bare winding carcass, stark
Shimmers as flies scoop up meat
An empty way
Crisp flax squeaks tall reeds
Make a circle of grey in a summer way
Stood on ground.
I'm trying to find you
To find you.
I'm giving to find you
To find you,