Remember when you were young, you shone like the sun.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Now theres a look in your eyes, like black holes in the sky.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
You were caught on the crossfire of childhood and stardom, blown on the Steel breeze.
Come on you target for faraway laughter, come on you stranger, you legend,
You martyr, and shine!
You reached for the secret too soon, you cried for the moon.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Threatened by shadows at night, and exposed in the light.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Well you wore out your welcome with random precision, rode on the Steel breeze.
Come on you raver, you seer of visions, come on you painter, you piper,
You prisoner, and shine!
2 comentarios:
La locura como vehículo de la poesía... Estaría muy manchado llamar a Syd Barret el Hölderlin del rock & roll???
Cada quién sus clásicos.
Por lo pronto ya se fue, y sus ojos de hoyo negro no volverán a brillar más.
Shine on.
podria ser tambien la música como vehículo de la locura, no esta manchado decir de Syd Barret lo que se pegue la gana, recordado tal ves solo por los aferrados fanaticos Pinkfloydianos que deseamos que estuviera aqui.
Shine On
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