Pink Floyd

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Em  D/E  Em  D/E  Em  D/E  C/E  Em  D/E  Em  D/E

Em
The sweet smell of a great sorrow lies over the land
D/E
Plumes of smoke rise and merge into the leaden sky:
C/E
A man lies and dreams of green fields and rivers,
     Em                         D/E                 Em  D/E
But awakes to a morning with no reason for waking

     Em
He's haunted by the memory of a lost paradise,
       D/E
In his youth or a dream, he can't be precise
     C/E
He's chained forever to a world that's departed
     Em                            D/E
It's not enough, it's not enough.

    Em
His blood has frozen curdled with fright
    D/E
His knees have trembled given way in the night
    C/E
His hand is weakend at the moment of truth
    Em                   D/E  Em  D/E
His step has faltered.

Bm  A/B   D/A   Bm/F#   F#m
One world,      one     soul.
Bm   A/B  A    Bm/F# F#m
Time pass, the river rolls.

Gmaj7  D/A  Gmaj7  D/A   B  A/B    B  Bm

Gmaj7  D/A  Gmaj7  D/A   B  A/B    B  Bm  A/B

       Em
And he talks to the river of lost love and dedication
    D/E
And silent replies that swirl invitation
C/E
Flow dark and troubled to an oily sea
  Em                 D/E             Em  D/E
A grim intimation of what is to be.
           Em
There's an unceasing wind that blows through this night
            D/E
And there's dust in my eyes, that blinds my sight
    C/E
And silence that speaks so much louder than words,
   Em                D/E
Of promises broken.

Em  D/E  Em  D/E