Pink Floyd - Your Possible Pasts lyrics
[Pink Floyd - Your Possible Pasts lyrics]
They flutter behind you your possible pasts
Some bright-eyed and crazy
Some frightened and lost
A warning to anyone still in command
"Ranks! Fire"
Of their possible future, to take care
In derelict sidings the poppies entwine
With cattle trucks lying in wait
For the next time
Do you remember me? How we used to be?
Do you think we should be closer?
(Closer, closer, closer, closer
Closer, closer, closer)
She stood in the doorway
The ghost of a smile
Haunting her face like a cheap hotel sign
Her cold eyes imploring the men in their Macs
For the gold in their bags or
The knives in their backs
Stepping up boldly one put out his hand
He said, "I was just a child then
Now I’m only a man"
Do you remember me? How we used to be?
Do you think we should be closer?
(Closer, closer, closer, closer, closer)
By the cold and religious we
Were taken in hand
Shown how to feel good and told to feel bad
(Tongue tied and terrified we
Learned how to pray
Now our feelings run deep and
Cold as the clay)
Strung out behind us the banners and flags
Of our possible pasts lie in tatters and rags
Do you remember me? How we used to be?
Do you think we should be closer?
(Closer, closer, closer, closer
Closer, closer, closer)
Some bright-eyed and crazy
Some frightened and lost
A warning to anyone still in command
"Ranks! Fire"
Of their possible future, to take care
In derelict sidings the poppies entwine
With cattle trucks lying in wait
For the next time
Do you remember me? How we used to be?
Do you think we should be closer?
(Closer, closer, closer, closer
Closer, closer, closer)
She stood in the doorway
The ghost of a smile
Haunting her face like a cheap hotel sign
Her cold eyes imploring the men in their Macs
For the gold in their bags or
The knives in their backs
Stepping up boldly one put out his hand
He said, "I was just a child then
Now I’m only a man"
Do you remember me? How we used to be?
Do you think we should be closer?
(Closer, closer, closer, closer, closer)
By the cold and religious we
Were taken in hand
Shown how to feel good and told to feel bad
(Tongue tied and terrified we
Learned how to pray
Now our feelings run deep and
Cold as the clay)
Strung out behind us the banners and flags
Of our possible pasts lie in tatters and rags
Do you remember me? How we used to be?
Do you think we should be closer?
(Closer, closer, closer, closer
Closer, closer, closer)