Over 50 years of musical liberation,
Almost 60 years of sonic experimentation.
Just 1 year of listening to the Echoes of the past,
But a lifetime of curing the ones who feel last.
Oh Syd, Oh Richard, how I Wish You Were Here,
To Shine like the Crazy Diamonds you are,
To seek shelter from the Pigs on the Wing,
To Set the Controls For The Heart Of The Sun.
Oh Nick, Oh David, and of course Roger
How I thank you that you’re still here
To sail to the Endless River,
To ring the Division Bell one more time,
To destroy and rebuild the Wall,
To see eachother on The Dark Side Of The Moon,
To join The Piper At The Gates Of Dawn.
Oh how We Wish Floyd Was Still Here.
To The Pink Floyd Sound, The Tea Set or any other name you hear to,
