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Divers – Non Classé

  • The scarecrow

    The black and green scarecrow as everyone knows
    Stood with a bird on his hat and straw all-around
    Didn’t care
    He stood in a field where barley grows
    His head-stone is green with mossy as they come
    And he stood in the wind as a mousing wind blew
    Didn’t care
    He stood in a field where barley grows
    Black and green scarecrow is sadder than me
    But now he’s resigned to his fate
    ‘Cause life’s not unkind, he doesn’t mind
    He stood in a field where barley grows

    Syd Barrett

  • Chapter 24

    All movement is accomplished in six stages
    And the seventh brings return
    For the seven is the number of the young light
    It is formed when darkness is increased by one
    Change returns success
    Going and coming without error
    Action brings good fortune
    Sunset, sunrise
    A movement is accomplished in six stages
    And the seventh brings return
    For the seven is the number of the young light
    It is formed when darkness is increased by one
    Change returns success
    Going and coming without error
    Action brings good fortune
    Sunset, sunrise
    A movement is accomplished in six stages
    And the seventh brings return
    The time is with the month of winter solstice
    When the change is due to come
    Thunder in the course of heaven
    Things cannot be destroyed once and for all
    Change returns success
    Going and coming without error
    Action brings good fortune
    Sunset

    Syd Barrett

  • The gnome

    I want to tell you a story
    About a little man, if I can
    A gnome named Grimble Crumble
    And gnomes have kind of a way to be area
    Staying travel-in time
    In their scarlet cloaks
    Eating sleeping switching playing
    In the woods for days, chasing the rays
    Of the warm sun
    He wore a scarlet tunic
    A blue-green hood, it looked quite good
    He lived by a burrow
    Eating sleeping switching playing
    In the woods for days, chasing the rays
    Of the warm sun
    Look at the sky, look at the river
    Isn’t it good?
    Look at the sky, look at the river
    Isn’t it good?
    Winding-up winding-down
    Then one day, hooray!
    Another way for gnomes to say
    Hooray!
    Eating sleeping switching playing
    In the woods for days, chasing the rays
    Of the warm sun

    Syd Barrett