PINK FLOYD: Atom Heart Mother (1970)

1. Atom Heart Mother
2. If
3. Summer '68
4. Fat Old Sun
5. Alan's Psychedelic Breakfast

ATOM HEART MOTHER
(Instrumental)

IF

If I were a swan, I'd be gone.

If I were a train, I'd be late.

And if I were a good man, I'd talk with you more often than I do.

If I were to sleep, I could dream.

If I were afraid, I could hide.

If I go insane, please don't put your wires in my brain.

If I were the moon, I'd be cool.

If I were a rule, I would bend.

If I were a good man, I'd understand the spaces between friends.

If I were alone, I would cry.

And if I were with you, I'd be home and dry.

And if I go insane, will you still let me join in with the game?

If I were a swan, I'd be gone.

If I were a train, I'd be late again.

If I were a good man, I'd talk with you more often than I do.

SUMMER' 68

Would you like to say something before you leave

Perhaps you'd care to state exactly how you feel

We said goodbye before we said hello

I hardly even like you, I shouldn't care at all

We met just six hours ago, the music was too loud

From your bed I gained a day and lost a bloody year

And I would like to know

How do you feel?, how do you feel, how?
How do you feel?, how do you feel, how?

Not a single word was said, delights still without fears

Occasinally you showed a smile but what was the need

I felt the cold far too soon, the wind of '95

My friends are lying in the sun, I wish that I was there

Tomorrow brings another town and another girl like you

Have you time before you leave to greet another man

Just you let me know

How do you feel, how do you feel, how?
How do you feel?, how do you feel, how?

Goodbye to you

Charlotte Kringles too

I've had enough for one day

FAT OLD SUN

When the fat old sun in the sky is falling

Summer evenin' birds are calling

Summer's thunder time of year

The sound of music in my ears

Distant bells, new mown grass

Smells so sweet

By the river holding hands

Roll me up and lay me down

And if you sit don't make a sound

Pick your feet up off the ground

And if you hear as the warm night falls

The silver sound from a time so strange

Sing to me, sing to me

When that fat old sun in the sky is falling

Summer evenin' birds are calling

Children's laughter in my ears

The last sunlight disappears

And if you sit don't make a sound

Pick your feet up off the ground

And if you hear as the warm night falls

The silver sound from a time so strange

Sing to me, sing to me

When that fat old sun in the sky is falling

ALAN'S PSYCHEDELIC BREAKFAST
(Instrumental)