Transcribed by FISH


           A5                 D5
She took a long cold look at me
    D5                            A5
and smiled and gazed all over my arm
             A5                  D5
she loves to see me get down to ground
    D5                               A5
she hasn't time just to be with me
            A5                     D5
her face between all she means to be
   D5                              A5
to be extreme, just to be extreme
         A5                D5
a broken pier on the wavy sea
    D5                                A5
she wonders why for all she wants to see...


          G5
But I got up and I stomped around
                                            E5           E5
and hid the piece where the trees touch the ground...

   (Then, to imitate Syd trying to play while turning his lyric
sheet, just
   strike the A and the low E about 467823823 times...)

           A5                      D5
The end of truth that lay out the time
      D5                         A5
spent lazing here on a painting green
          A5                 D5
a mile or more in a foreign clime
   D5                     A5
to see farther inside of me.
            A5                D5
And looking high up into the sky
  D5                                 A5
I breathe as the water streams over me...