Meddle Produced by Pink Floyd 
Released November, 1971 



One of These Days 

(Waters, Wright, Mason, Gilmour) 

One of these days, I'm going to cut you into little pieces 


A Pillow of Winds 

(Waters, Gilmour) 

A cloud of eiderdown 
Draws around me 
Softening a sound. 
Sleepy time, and I lie, 
With my love by my side, 
And she's breathing low. 

And the candle dies. 

When night comes down 
You lock the door. 
The book falls to the floor. 
As darkness falls 
The waves roll by, 
The seasons change 
The wind is wry. 

Now wakes the hour 
Now sleeps the swan 
Behold the dream 
The dream is gone. 
Green fields are calling 
It's falling, in a golden door. 

And deep beneath the ground, 
The early morning sounds 
And I go down. 
Sleepy time, and I lie, 
With my love by my side, 
And she's breathing low. 

And I rise, like a bird, 
In the haze, when the first rays 
Touch the sky. 

And the night wings die. 


Fearless 

(Waters, Gilmour) 

You say the hill's too steep to climb 
Climb it. 
You say you'd like to see me try 
Climbing. 

You pick the place and I'll choose the time 
And I'll climb 
That hill in my own way. 
Just wait a while for the right day. 
And as I rise above the tree lines and the clouds 
I look down, hearing the sound of the things you've said today. 

Fearlessly the idiot faced the crowd 
Smiling. 
Merciless the magistrate turns 'round 
Frowning. 

And who's the fool who wears the crown? 
And go down, 
in your own way 
And every day is the right day 
And as you rise above the fear-lines in his brow 
You look down, hearing the sound of the faces in the crowd. 


San Tropez 

(Waters) 

As I reach for a peach 
Slide a rind down behind 
The sofa in San Tropez. 
Breakin' a stick 
with a brick on the sand. 
Ridin' a wave 
In the wake of an old sedan. 

Sleepin' alone in the 
Drone of the darkness, 
Scratched by the sand that 
Fell from my love, 
Deep in my dreams and I 
Still hear her callin' 
"If you're alone, 
I'll come home." 

Backward and homebound, 
The pigeon, the dove, 
Gone with the wind 
And the rain, on an airplane. 
Owning a home 
With no silver spoon, 
I'm drinking champagne 
Like a good tycoon. 

Sooner than wait for 
A break in the weather, 
I'll gather my far-flung 
Thoughts together. 
Speeding away 
On the wind to a new day. 
And if you're alone 
I'll come home. 

And I pause for a while 
By a country style 
And listen to the things they say. 
Diggin' for gold 
With a hoe in my hand. 
Open a book 
Take a look at the way things stand. 

And you're leading me down 
To the place by the sea. 
I hear your soft voice 
Calling to me. 
Making a date for 
Later by phone 
And if you're alone 
I'll come home. 


Seamus 

(Waters, Wright, Mason, Gilmour) 

I was in the kitchen, 
Seamus, that's the dog, was outside. 
Well, I was in the kitchen, 
Seamus, my old hound, was outside. 
Well, the sun sinks slowly 
But my old hound just sat right down and cried. 


Echoes 

(Waters, Wright, Mason, Gilmour) 

Overhead the albatross 
Hangs motionless upon the air 
And deep beneath the rolling waves 
In labyrinths of coral caves 
An echo of a distant time 
Comes willowing across the sand 
And everything is green and submarine. 

And no one called us to the land 
And no one knows the where's or why's. 
Something stirs and something tries 
Starts to climb toward the light. 

Strangers passing in the street 
By chance two separate glances meet 
And I am you and what I see is me. 
And do I take you by the hand 
And lead you through the land 
And help me understand 
The best I can. 

And no one called us to the land 
And no one crosses there alive. 
No one speaks and no one tries 
No one flies around the sun.... 

Almost everyday you fall 
Upon my waking eyes, 
Inviting and inciting me 
To rise. 
And through the window in the wall 
Come streaming in on sunlight wings 
A million bright ambassadors of morning. 

And no one sings me lullabyes 
And no one makes me close my eyes 
So I throw the windows wide 
And call to you across the sky....