| UMMAGUMMA |
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| Careful With That Axe, Eugene |
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(Instrumental) |
| Sysyphus |
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Part I Part II Part III Part IV (Instrumental) |
| Several Species of Small Furry Animals... |
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Aye an' a bit of Mackeral settler rack and ruin ran it doon by the haim, 'ma place well I slapped me and I slapped it doon in the side and I cried, cried, cried. The fear a fallen down taken never back the raize and then Craig Marion, get out wi' ye Claymore out mi pocket a' ran doon, doon the middin stain picking the fiery horde that was fallen around ma feet. Never he cried, never shall it ye get me alive ye rotten hound of the burnie crew. Well I snatched fer the blade O my Claymore cut and thrust and I fell doon before him round his feet. Aye! A roar he cried frae the bottom of his heart that I would nay fall but as dead, dead as 'a can be by his feet; de ya ken? ...and the wind cried back. [In English] Thank you. |
| Granchester Meadows |
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"Icy wind of night be gone this is not your domain" In the sky a bird was heard to cry. Misty morning whisperings and gentle stirring sounds Belie the deathly silence that lay all around. Hear the lark harken to the barking of the dark fox Gone to ground. See the splashing of the kingfisher flashing to the water. And a river of green is sliding unseen beneath the trees Laughing as it passes through the endless summer Making for the sea. In the lazy water meadow I lay me down. All around me golden sun flakes settle on the ground. Basking in the sunshine of a bygone afternoon Bringing sounds of yesterday into this city room. Hear the lark harken to the barking of the dark fox Gone to ground. See the splashing of the kingfisher flashing to the water. And a river of green is sliding unseen beneath the trees. In the lazy water meadow I lay me down. All around me golden sun flakes covering the ground. Basking in the sunshine of a bygone afternoon Bringing sounds of yesterday into this city room. Hear the lark harken to the barking of the dark fox Gone to ground. See the splashing of the kingfisher flashing to the water. And a river of green is sliding unseen beneath the trees. |
| The Narrow Way Parts I,II, and III |
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Following the path as it leads toward The darkness in the north Weary stranger's faces show their sympathy They've seen that hope before And if you want to stay for a little bit Rest your aching limbs for a little bit For you the night is beckoning And now you can't delay You hear the night birds calling you But you can't catch the words they say And you must you realize be on your way Mystery swelling, creatures crawling Hear the roar ger louder in your ears You know the folly was your own But the force behind can't conquer all you fears And if you want to stay for a little bit Rest your aching limbs for a little bit For you the night is beckoning and you know And now you can't delay You hear the night birds callling you But you can't catch the words they say And you must you realize be on your way Throw your thoughts back many years To the time when love was life with every morning Perhaps a day will come when the match for me the curlers past warning And if you want to stay for a little bit Rest your aching limbs for a little bit For you the night is beckoning And now you can't delay You hear the night birds calling you But you can't catch the words they say And you must you realize be on your way |
