high hopes

Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young 
In a world of magnets and miracles 
Our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary 
The ringing of the division bell had begun 

Along the Long Road and on down the Causeway 
Do they still meet there by the Cut 

There was a ragged band that followed in our footsteps 
Running before times took our dreams away 
Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground 
To a life consumed by slow decay 

The grass was greener 
The light was brighter 
With friends surrounded 
The nights of wonder 

Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us 
To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side 
Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again 
Dragged by the force of some sleeping tide 

At a higher altitude with flag unfurled 
We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world 

Encumbered forever by desire and ambition 
There's a hunger still unsatisfied 
Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon 
Though down this road we've been so many times 

The grass was greener 
The light was brighter 
The taste was sweeter 
The nights of wonder 
With friends surrounded 
The dawn mist glowing 
The water flowing 
The endless river 

Forever and ever
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6 Responses to high hopes

  1. Dave says:

    The incredible David Gilmour at his very best 🙂

  2. 1girl4adamwest says:

    Ah this takes me away on a breeze 🙂

  3. Ian Moone says:

    I love Floyd a brilliant choice

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