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(David Gilmour)





I can't breathe anymore

Why that is I'm not sure

I've got my feet on the ground

In fact I'm flat on the floor

My direction is lost

I should pause to take stock

It's a new one on me

To even dream that you're free

It's a tale without an end

But the end is there for all to see

And if the end weren't so real

Coming 'round and 'round again on me

I guess it's all about my pride

I want to be there at the kill

But with or without God on my side

I know that I really will