Remember When You Were Young,
you shone like the sun.
Shine on you crazy ...
... diamond.
This is the end ...
... but only the end of this thing,
material,
because images and words are always silver, as a bath
star
bath moon, moon
juice.
"Shine On You Crazy Diamond" ...
... shines the brightest silver sequins all
reaching all encompassing much
marking and frosting with a flash of silver ...
... unforgettable.
Some say it's your smile,
other intelligence,
there are others who say it is their sympathy,
but I say it is their patience,
their organization, their desire to listen and be heard
,
tenderness,
his being as it is, without attempting
,
without adhering to the great mass
hypocritical
in which sometimes we are all equal, but
silver stands out with its life.
This can be called stream of consciousness,
but more than that, is pure feeling,
meat
soul
thoughts and tears,
all just for you.
And surely I'll return
and we will return ...
... life. Shine on you crazy
Luli.
[Remember when you were young,
you shone like the sun.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Now there's a look in your eyes,
like black holes in the sky.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
You were caught on the cross fire 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.
Treatened 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!]
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