Yet Another Movie
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(by Pink Floyd)
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Yet Another Movie
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One sound, one single sound
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One kiss, one single kiss
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A face outside the window pane
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However did it come to this?
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A man who ran, a child who cried
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A girl who heard, a voice that lied
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The sun that burned a fiery red
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The vision of an empty bed
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The use of force, he was so tough
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She'll soon submit, she's had enough
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The march of fate, the broken will
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Someone is lying very still
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He has laughed and he has cried
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He has fought and he has died
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He's just the same as all the rest
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He's not the worst, he's not the best
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And still this ceaseless murmuring
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The babbling that I brook
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The seas of faces, eyes upraised
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The empty screen, the vacant look
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A man in black on a snow white horse,
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A pointless life has run its course,
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The red rimmed eyes, the tears still run
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As he fades into the setting sun
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Yet Another Movie/Round And Around
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| Pink Floyd |
