Strangers passing in the street by chance to separate closes meet

and I am you and what I see is me

and do I take you by the hand and lead you through the land

and help me understand the best I can

and no one calls us to the dawn

and no one forces down our eyes

and no one speaks and no one tries

no one flies around the sun

Cloudless everyday you fall upon my waking eyes

inviting and insighting me to rise

and through the window in the wall

come streaming in on sunlight wings

a million bright ambassadors of morning

and no one sings me lullabies

and no one makes me close my eyes

so I throw the windows wide

and crawl to you across the sky

Relics ‘71

‘71

ARNOLD LAYNE

Arnold Layne had a strange hobby

collecting clothes, moonshine washing lines

they suit him fine

On the wall hung a tall mirror

distorted view, see through, baby blue

he got it

Oh Arnold Layne, it's not the same

it takes two to know, two to know, two to know, two to know

why can't you see

Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne

Arnold Layne

Now he's caught a nasty sort of person

they gave him time, doors bang chaingang

he hated

Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne

Arnold Layne,

Arnold Layne

don't do it again