Pink Floyd High Hopes

Beyond the horizon of the place
we lived when we were young
in a world of magnets and miracles.
Our thoughts strayed constantly
and without boundary
The ringing of the division bell had begun.

Along the long road and on down the causeway
Do they still meet there by the cut?

There was a ragged band
that followed in our footsteps
Running before time took our dreams away
Leaving the myriad small creatures
trying to tie us to the ground
to a life consumed by slow decay.

The grass was greener.
The light was brighter.
With friends surrounded.
The nights of wonder.

Looking beyond the embers
of bridges glowing behind us
to a glimpse of how green it
was on the other side
Steps taken forwards
but sleepwalking back again
Dragged by the force of some inner tide.

At a higher altitude
with flag unfurled
We reached the dizzy heights
of that dreamed of world.

Encumbered forever
by desire and ambition
There's a hunger
still unsatisfied
Our weary eyes still
stray to the horizon
Though down this road
we've been so many times.

The grass was greener.
The light was brighter.
The taste was sweeter.
The nights of wonder.
With friends surrounded.
The dawn mist glowing.
The water flowing.
The endless river.

Forever and ever.