Syd Barrett - Crazy Diamond
Crazy Diamond 26th April 1993
“It Is Obvious” (Take 2) (Barrett)
“It Is Obvious” (Take 2) (Barrett)
Hmm.
It is obvious
“Syd are you ready?”
“Yep”.
“Off you go”.
It is obvious
May I say, oh baby, that it is found on another plane?
That I can creep into cupboards, sleep in the hall
Your stars - my stars, a simple cock bar
Only an impulse - pie in the sky
Mumble listen dolly drift over your mind - Holly
Creep into bed when your head's on the ground
She held the torch on the porch,
She winked an eye
The reason it is written on the brambles
Stranded on the spikes - my blood red, oh listen:
Remember those times I could call
Through a clear day time and you'd be there...
Braver and braver, a handkerchief waver.
Growing together, they grow to each either
No wondering, stumbling, fumbling
Rumbling minds shot together,
Our minds shot together...
So equally over a valley, a hill, wood, and quarry
Stood each of us crying
A velvet curtain of gray
Mark the blanket where sparrows play
And the trees by the waving corn stranded.
And my legs move the last empty inches to you
The softness, the warmth and the weather in suspense
Mote to a grog - the star a white chalk
Minds shot together, our minds shot together...
It is obvious
“Syd are you ready?”
“Yep”.
“Off you go”.
It is obvious
May I say, oh baby, that it is found on another plane?
That I can creep into cupboards, sleep in the hall
Your stars - my stars, a simple cock bar
Only an impulse - pie in the sky
Mumble listen dolly drift over your mind - Holly
Creep into bed when your head's on the ground
She held the torch on the porch,
She winked an eye
The reason it is written on the brambles
Stranded on the spikes - my blood red, oh listen:
Remember those times I could call
Through a clear day time and you'd be there...
Braver and braver, a handkerchief waver.
Growing together, they grow to each either
No wondering, stumbling, fumbling
Rumbling minds shot together,
Our minds shot together...
So equally over a valley, a hill, wood, and quarry
Stood each of us crying
A velvet curtain of gray
Mark the blanket where sparrows play
And the trees by the waving corn stranded.
And my legs move the last empty inches to you
The softness, the warmth and the weather in suspense
Mote to a grog - the star a white chalk
Minds shot together, our minds shot together...
This box set was a repackaging of The Madcap Laughs, Barrett, and Opel with various bonus tracks included at the end of each disc. All these bonus tracks were just different takes on previously released material. Nothing really new, but some songs had slightly different lyrics.
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