ATOM HEART MOTHER - 1970


 

1. Atom Heart Mother
2. If
3. Summer '68
4. Fat Old Sun
5. Alan's Psychedelic Breakfast

Выпущено: Harvest SHVL 781
Выход: 10.10.70
Информация: Квадрафоническая версия (Q4 SHVL 781) вышла в 1973. Вышел на CD как EMI CDP 746 381-2.


 

ATOM HEART MOTHER

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IF

If I were a swan, I'd be gone
If I were a train, I'd be late
And if I were a good man
I'd talk with you more often than I do

If I were to sleep I could dream
If I were afraid I could hide
If I go insane
Please don't put your wires in my brain

If I were the moon, I'd be cool
If I were a root, I would bend
If I were a good man
I'd understand the spaces between friends

If I were alone, I would cry
And if I were with you, I'd be home and dry
And if I go insane
Will you still let me join in with the game.

SUMMER '68

Would you like to say something
Before you leave?
Perhaps you'd care to state exactly
How you feel
We say goodbye before we've said hello
I hardly even like you,
I shouldn't care at all
We met just six hours ago,
The music was too loud
From your bed I came today
And lost a bloody year
And I would like to know, how do you feel?
How do you feel?

Not a single word was said,
The lied still without fears
Occasion'lly you showed a smile
But what was the need
I felt the cold far too soon
In the wind of ninetyfive
My friends are lying in the sun,
I wish that I was there
Tomorrow brings another town,
Another girl like you
Have you time before you leave
To greet another man
Just to let me know, how do you feel?
How do you feel?

Goodbye to you
Childish bangles too
I've had enough for one day

FAT OLD SUN

When that fat old sun in the sky is falling
Summer evenin' birds are calling
Summer's thunder time of year
The sound of music in my ears
Distant bells, new-mown grass smells so sweet
By the river holding hands
Roll me up and lay me down

And if you sit, don't make a sound
Pick your feet up off the ground
And if you hear as the warm night falls
The silver sound from a time so strange
Sing to me, sing to me

When that fat old sun in the sky is falling
Summer evenin' birds are calling
Children's laughter in my ears
The last sunlight disappears.

ALAN'S PSYCHEDELIC BREAKFAST

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