Disc 1(Live)
Astronomy Domine Barrett 08:28
Careful With That Axe, Eugene Waters, Wright, Mason, Gilmour 08:47
Set the Controls for the Heart of the Sun Waters 09:22
A Saucerful of Secrets Waters, Wright, Mason, Gilmour 12:49
Disc 2(Studio)
Sysyphus (Parts I-IV) Wright 13:17
Grantchester Meadows Waters 07:28
Several Species of Small Furry Animals Gathered Together in a Cave and Grooving With a Pict Waters 04:57
The Narrow Way (Parts I-III) Gilmour 12:14
The Grand Vizier's Garden Party (Parts I-III) Mason 08:45
Astronomy Domine
From the Album: Piper at the Gates of Dawn
Careful With That Axe, Eugene
Careful with that axe, Eugene
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh ! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh !
Set the Controls for the Heart of the Sun
From the Album: A Saucerful of Secrets
A Saucerful of Secrets
From the Album: A Saucerful of Secrets
Sysyphus (Parts I-IV)
Instrumental
Grantchester Meadows
Icy wind of night, be gone
This is not your domain
In the sky a bird was heard to cry
Misty morning whisperings
And gentle stirring sounds
Belied a deathly silence
That lay all around.
Hear the lark and hearken
To the barking of the dog fox
Gone to ground.
See the splashing
Of the kingfisher flashing to the water
And a river of green is sliding
Unseen beneath the trees
Laughing as it passes
Through the endless summer
Making for the sea.
In the lazy water meadow
I lay me down.
All around me Golden sunflakes
Settle on the ground
Basking in the sunshine
Of a by gone afternoon
Bringing sounds of yesterday
Into this city room
Hear the lark and hearken
To the barking of the dog fox
Gone to ground
See the splashing
Of the kingfisher flashing to the water
And a river of green is sliding
Unseen beneath the trees
Laughing as it passes
Through the endless summer
making for the sea
Several Species of Small Furry Animals Gathered Together in a Cave and Grooving With a Pict
(In a Scotish accent)
Aye an' a bit of Mackeral settler rack and ruin
ran it doon by the haim, 'ma place
well I slapped me and I slapped it doon in the side
and I cried, cried, cried.
The fear a fallen down taken never back the raize and then
Craig Marion, get out wi' ye Claymore out mi pocket a' ran doon,
doon the middin stain picking the fiery horde that was fallen
around ma feet.
Never he cried, never shall it ye get me alive ye rotten hound
of the burnie crew. Well I snatched fer the blade O my
Claymore cut and thrust
and I fell doon before him round his feet.
Aye! A roar he cried frae the bottom of his heart that I
would nay fall but as dead, dead as 'a can be by his feet;
de ya ken?
...and the wind cried back.
Thank you.
The Narrow Way (Parts I-III)
Following the path as it leads towards the Darkness in the North
Weary strangers' faces show their sympathy
They've seen that hope before
And if you want to stay for a little bit
Rest your aching limbs for a little bit
Before you the night is beckoning
And you know you can't delay
You hear the night birds calling you
But you can't touch the restless sky
Close your aching eyes beyond your name
Mist is swelling, creatures crawling,
Hear the roar get louder in your ears
You know the folly was your own
But the force behind can't conquer all your fears
And if you want to stay for a little bit
Rest your aching limbs for a little bit
Before you the night is beckoning
And you know you can't delay
You hear the night birds calling you
But you can't touch the restless sky
Close your aching eyes beyond your name
Throw your thoughts back many years
To the time when there was life in every morning
Perhaps a day will come
When the nights will be as on that morning
And if you want to stay for a little bit
Rest your aching limbs for a little bit
Before you the night is beckoning
And you know you can't delay
You hear the night birds calling you
But you can't touch the restless sky
Close your aching eyes beyond your name
Rest your weary head, be on your way.
The Grand Vizier's Garden Party (Parts I-III)
Instrumental
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