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Peru
His heart was jumping like a kangaroo
Like a beast in a cage in an old Dutch zoo
It was hopping and thumping in wooden shoes

But Floyd was
sky high
Breeze blows away

Silver air everywhere, doesn't care
But silver winds cut my skin everywhere

Breathe in green velvet
My lips taste
Little by little 
The time goes
Little by little 
The days pass by 
Little by little 
The air clears 
Little by little 
I can breathe again 
I can
little
The time goes
Little by little
The days pass by
Little by little
The air clears
Little by little
I can breathe again
I can breathe again
I can
Floyd.
Sat in the back of the theater just drinking and talking
About movies and Krishna and hardcore and Jesus and joy.

Yeah there are nights I get
Little by little 
The time goes
Little by little 
The days pass by 
Little by little 
The air clears 
Little by little 
I can breathe again 
I can
up the projects
A young teen listening to hip hop
My brother tune me into rock
Put me up on pink floyd and banned from the british blocks

Whether
Beneath the skin
So breathe in, breathe out
Let the human in

The air is silk
Shadows form a grill
If I lose control
I feed the beast within

Cage
And spray the air with chancellor pink

Paint me down

You have your days planned
And you burn them in the waste land
Under brown fog of another
All I ever wanted snatched away
By a piece of paper
I will not look back

I breathe the air
I watch the sun
Rise and fall
In twenty four hours
I
me with your sweet insanity
In my dreams I kiss you, take you by the hand
In my dreams you let me be your rainbow man

Rainbow eyes, rainbow eyes
You
Over-flowing
As I stand on it's bank
With my arms overhead
I am overcome
As I breathe
The air of heaven
Drawing in your fragrance
When I breathe
I feel
to the sky
we could reach the rim by standing
and begin to breathe with a sigh 

coming up for air
rising to a very new
somewhere
coming up for air
a mill in the bank
The last riff that I played was Pink Floyd Money
And won't play again until I'm getting Pink Floyd money
Comfortably number one in
blueprints,
Some creed of the devil
Inscribed in our minds
A hideous game
Vanishes in thin air
The vanity of slaves
Who wants to be there?
To sweep
where time was never
Dreamed by one mind so sad as mine
When she breathes, when she breathes
When she thinks it once, when she breathes in me
my whole honour
So I can breathe on fire

I may be damaged by the rod
and damned in the light
Sit with all the wicked
Untamed by holy rites
Do you think of just yourself?
I'm going to start by taking back
So sick of sharing my air
All the trust you shouldn't have
'Cause I can't breathe
down, cut down

Poor pink flower, poor pink flower
Nervously I hold on to my chair
Here the air is not so certain
I am waiting for the sun to rise

My, oh
The very air that I breathe
I got one more shot
But I feel about as lucky as the number 13

And it's hard to get up
From this bed that I made
The taste
By Walter Egan

It was a Sunday night I will never forget,
Driving down the street in my red Camaro,
As I pulled in to the seven eleven,
The locals
your hair
The sun was in the sky like pink champagne,
And it glistened in your eyes all day
I, I remember you put a chill across my face
Like the air
and smell the air,
Its not clean its worse then the table
But you breathe it everywhere

Studies oh she studies
She studies so hard
Reads those books,
Air salad
Sex vinaigrette
Intravenous internet
Jazz cigarettes
Blazé frenzy
Officer friendly
Venti Trapaccino
Gluten free Henny
Crocodile
I may be the first to forget
But I appreciate the air I breathe

Take a breath, take your time
Take a breath, take your time

My dreams are in