Syd
Syd Barrett died last week. I think his Bike, is one of the best love songs that I have ever heard. Syd, you were the inspiration. May God bless your soul. Shine on Syd, shine on.
“I’ve got a bike
You can ride it if you like
It’s got a basket
A bell that rings
And things
to make it look good
I’d give it to you if I could But I borrowed it
You’re the kind of girl that fits in with my world
I’ll give you anything
Everything if you want things
I’ve got a cloak
It’s a bit of a joke
There’s a tear up the front
It’s red and black
I’ve had it for months
If you think it could look good
Then I guess it should
You’re the kind of girl that fits in with my world
I’ll give you anything
Everything if you want things
I know a mouse
And he hasn’t got a house
I don’t know why
I call him Gerald
He’s getting rather old
But he’s a good mouse
You’re the kind of girl that fits in with my world
I’ll give you anything
Everything if you want things
I’ve got a clan
of gingerbread men
Here a man
There a man
Lots of gingerbread men
Take a couple if you wish
They’re on the dish
You’re the kind of girl that fits in with my world
I’ll give you anything
Everything if you want things
I know a room
full of musical tunes
Some rhyme
Some ching
Most of them are clockwork
Let’s go into the other room
and make them work”
“I’ve got a bike
You can ride it if you like
It’s got a basket
A bell that rings
And things
to make it look good
I’d give it to you if I could But I borrowed it
You’re the kind of girl that fits in with my world
I’ll give you anything
Everything if you want things
I’ve got a cloak
It’s a bit of a joke
There’s a tear up the front
It’s red and black
I’ve had it for months
If you think it could look good
Then I guess it should
You’re the kind of girl that fits in with my world
I’ll give you anything
Everything if you want things
I know a mouse
And he hasn’t got a house
I don’t know why
I call him Gerald
He’s getting rather old
But he’s a good mouse
You’re the kind of girl that fits in with my world
I’ll give you anything
Everything if you want things
I’ve got a clan
of gingerbread men
Here a man
There a man
Lots of gingerbread men
Take a couple if you wish
They’re on the dish
You’re the kind of girl that fits in with my world
I’ll give you anything
Everything if you want things
I know a room
full of musical tunes
Some rhyme
Some ching
Most of them are clockwork
Let’s go into the other room
and make them work”
8 Comments:
Thanks for stopping by my blog. I love the words simple but lovely.willing to give.
R.I.P Syd.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
am sorry for his loss
but,
You can write better than this urself.
And Also Golden Hair
Lean out your window, golden hair
I heard you singing in the midnight air
my book is closed, I read no more
watching the fire dance, on the floor
I've left my book, I've left my room
For I heard you singing through the gloom
singing and singing, a merry air
lean out the window, golden hair...
Dear starry nights, I have been reading your blog for a while now. I am glad to have your acquaintance. Cheers.
Dear One who tries, thanks for dropping by,
Dear mindinside, thanks for your complement, I am flattered.
Dear anonymous, and so many others
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