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Crumbling Land (fast version)

๐Ÿ‘ค Pink Floyd โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Ultimate Zabriskie Point โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 5:02
๐ŸŽต 886 characters
โฑ๏ธ 5:02 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 10014843

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

In a while I'll find the time to make the sunshine mine
In a smile I saw a single eagle in the sky
Wheeling, soaring, gliding by

On a hill there lived a man with many shining things
Shiny pool, a shiny car and shiny diamond rings
Wining, dining, shining king

And the eagle flies in clear blue skies
Breathing in the clear blue air
Back here on the ground another dealer coughs and dies
And fifty more come rolling off
The Ford production line

Then a man appearing like up in our on the sand
In his hand a moving picture of the crumbling land
Screaming, dealing, movie man

Here we go, hold your nose and see if something blows
Close your eyes, count to ten and see the sunrise rise
Climbing, high into the sky

Climbing all the birds a lake, a dove, the lies
On the finger of the king
On high the eagle spies the glitter of a gun
And wheeling in a climbing turn he flies into the sun

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:21.56] In a while I'll find the time to make the sunshine mine
[00:30.06] In a smile I saw a single eagle in the sky
[00:37.92] Wheeling, soaring, gliding by
[00:51.79] On a hill there lived a man with many shining things
[00:59.13] Shiny pool, a shiny car and shiny diamond rings
[01:07.32] Wining, dining, shining king
[01:16.57] And the eagle flies in clear blue skies
[01:24.12] Breathing in the clear blue air
[01:32.73] Back here on the ground another dealer coughs and dies
[01:39.64] And fifty more come rolling off
[01:43.43] The Ford production line
[02:00.59] Then a man appearing like up in our on the sand
[02:08.59] In his hand a moving picture of the crumbling land
[02:16.19] Screaming, dealing, movie man
[02:29.56] Here we go, hold your nose and see if something blows
[02:37.06] Close your eyes, count to ten and see the sunrise rise
[02:45.13] Climbing, high into the sky
[02:54.24] Climbing all the birds a lake, a dove, the lies
[03:01.94] On the finger of the king
[03:12.72] On high the eagle spies the glitter of a gun
[03:17.47] And wheeling in a climbing turn he flies into the sun
[03:26.48]

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