Текст песни: Dope Fiends and Boozehounds + перевод

The sixth sense of memory

Runs a river near a road

That travels up the parkway

Getting frozen in the snow

Where what you see is what you see is what you see…

And only some will know

Where the ragged people go

Where the boozehounds, they bay

By the banks of the reservoir

Crows climb higher

From their old familiar yard

The best thing in heaven

Is supposed to be the sun

That shines between two mountains

And melts the Devil’s gun

But what you see is what you see is what you see…

And only some will know

Where the ragged people go

Down here on Kipling

Where the streetlamps light the way, hey

There’s talk of a reunion

Of the ones who didn’t stay

Why didn’t they stay here

And help me shovel the walk?

(Why didn’t they stay here?)

Sick sense of melody

Is what I hear when I’m alone

And I love it more than misery

And I love it more than home

And I cry 'cause I’m not with it

Even though I’ve never been…

Where the dope fiends laugh

And say it’s too soon

They all go home and listen to

The Dark Side of the Moon

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