[ti:A Pocketful Of Stones]
[ar:David Gilmour]
[al:On An Island]
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[01:20.55]He's sending stones skimming and flying
[01:30.44]Circles spinning out his time
[01:34.22]
[01:38.44]Though the earth is dying his head is in the stars
[01:44.92]
[01:47.69]Chances are this spark's a lifetime
[01:53.62]
[02:16.65]Out of touch he'll live in wonder
[02:22.71]
[02:25.48]Won't lose sleep he'll just pretend
[02:28.76]
[02:33.98]In his world he won't go under
[02:40.09]
[02:43.11]Turns without him until the end
[02:46.32]
[02:51.67]Rivers run dry but there's no line on his brow
[02:57.52]
[02:58.34]Says he doesn't care who's saved
[03:03.19]
[03:07.29]It's just the dice you roll, the here and now
[03:14.96]
[03:16.92]And he's not guilty or afraid
[03:22.33]
[03:27.30]One day he'll slip away
[03:31.33]
[03:32.21]Cool water flowing all around
[03:35.62]
[03:38.89]In the river and on the ground
[03:42.35]
[03:43.36]Leave a pocketful of stones and not believe in other lives
[03:54.94]
[04:05.50]Until then he'll live in wonder
[04:11.62]
[04:13.82]He won't fight or comprehend
[04:17.56]
[04:22.40]In his world he won't go under
[04:29.26]
[04:32.21]Turns without him until the end