The curvature of time

( Wish you were here intro )

I am a wanderer  who lives

in a curvature of time .

Hearing the laughter and tears of past lives

that have been erased by a spectral laser .

  Am I  that loser ?

 Dark syd  of the mind ,

spectacular jump ...

Relentless rhythm of  pulsing hearts  .

Musicality of  a lonely soul that vibrates 

on never  ending strings ...

 Suddenly everything goes quiet 

like noise from  the neon lights of nothingness...

The finery catches fire at the grand catatonic ball ...

Skeletons  entwined in the torment 

of an ambiguous  dance ...

 Wet moon lips stretched in a last welcome...

Grotesque antics and funeral  faces 

which are offered and inflicted upon me ,

prisoner of this curvature of time ...

 Calling out  to me ,

begging and  cursing...

 Genius is a lysergic gospel ! 

 Here ,you are ,

 gardener of a diamond

spewed  forth by unnamed emotion...

Cambridge over troubled waters ...

That gilded cage popped up  

like a zipper on pay day ...

the birdie has flown the coop...

  Amazing zapping sounding 

in echo chamber dissonance ...

I am crumped up in here ,

totally buggin' out ..

Book me a padded room 

at the hotel California ..

Syd has totally fried  his 

neuronal machine .

  it no longer pretends 

and does not give  change .

 Gloomy weather for a cast ...

He hands me his chemical -enhanced axe .

  tellin' me : 

'' Dude ! Listen to this fuckin' chord ! 

And don't be afraid,I'm just  a ghost 

to whom alms are thrown ! 

 I keep dying in a curvature of time ,

all starts in a finite system ! 

 Guys let my cells piss in peace ! 

 syd made a deal with a curve so pure 

that it is unquestionable...

 Facing inquisitive eyes this damn clockwork

gets tired  of running ...

  I am a ragging bubble  too much afraid 

of uppercuts ! 

 I didn't entrust my destiny to Penny lane ,

I would be too much in pain ! 

 Poor old seed you're nothing 

than  a gaze that no longer know

 how to express the midnight  ...

 Lost in out-of seasons palaces .

Mansion in the clouds ...

 Spin me round  in a great jigg in the sky !

 You will come back with the beautiful 

devil's wings ! 

  Reborn in a curvature of time ...

 ( Dedicated to Roger- Syd- Barrett )

      Composer -Performer .

     1946 - 2006.