Broken in pieces left on the floor
Counting the capsules I swear there was more
I was alone I thought you would come
But you've missed money from the factory floor
Wearing my tie-dye and corduroys
Smoking my stuff out the windows
Gazing at the walls of this prison they say
I listened to Pink Floyd those days
Time to kill but always wanting more
The wind blows through my open door
Blue skies they wave goodbye, I'm believing pigs can fly
Running around the same old ground
Staying home to watch the rain
I remember when I was young
I miss those Pink Floyd old days
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