Music
From the stratosphere
Slowly unwinds
As I'm lying here
Leaving all the noises
At my back
While a curtain's opening
In my head
Music
From another time
Fills my ears
And blows my mind
Like a cosmic Madeleine
Conceals
The present
Takes me to the past
To the past
With you
Music
Flowing through your veins
Will cure your wounds
And numb your pain
Lost in places
With endless bounds
Inside your head now
There is only sound
Only sound
And all the things that come and go
The things we say,
The things we hope
The days of happiness and joy
The days we listen to Pink Floyd
And all the secrets that we keep
The lapse of reason
Before we sleep
As we walk blindly in this life
Music's always spinning
In our mind
In our mind
Music
From the stratosphere
Slowly unwinds
As I'm lying here