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Come in here, Dear boy, have a cigar.
You're gonna go far,
You're gonna fly high,
You're never gonna die,
You're gonna make it, if you try;
They're gonna love you.
Well I've always had a deep respect,
And I mean that most sincere.

Last night I had too much to drink
Sitting in a club with so many fools
Playing to rules
Trying to impress but feeling rather empty
I had another drink
Drink - a - drink - a - drink - a - drink

What a way to spend that evening

Breathe In The Air

Music: Roger Waters, David Gilmour, Richard Wright
Text: Roger Waters
Vocal: David Gilmour

About Song:
В этой композиции нам рассказывается о такой стороне человеческого существования, как бесконечная погоня за успехом, признанием и славой. Страх на мгновение остановиться и оглядеться вокруг толкает нас к постоянной деятельности. В попытках угнаться за успехом пролетают годы. Приходит старость, а за ней и смерть. Жизнь растрачена впустую.

Into the distance, a ribbon of black
Stretched to the point of no turning back
A flight of fancy on a windswept field
Standing alone my senses reeled
A fatal attraction holding me fast, how
Can I escape this irresistible grasp?

Can't keep my eyes from the circling skies

Look mummy, there's an aeroplane up in the sky!

Did you see the frightened ones?
Did you hear the falling bombs?
Did you ever wonder why
we had to run for shelter
when the promise of a brave new world
unfurled beneath a clear blue sky?