EnglandPink Floyd

Artist rating: 86.12 % (ranking: not set)
Highest rating: 87.40 % (1979)
Most recent trend: 60.68 % (2014)
Highest trend: 93.28 % (1977)

Works
Tracks (A-Ö)

Statistics

Data

Formed: 1964
Disbanded: 2015

Existed for 51 years
 

External links

Genres

Members

Syd Barrett, David Gilmour, Nick Mason, Roger Waters, Richard Wright
1969
50.76 %
1970
33.16 %
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
1972
50.22 %
1973
97.11 %

Meddle

Pink Floyd - Meddle
76.08 %
(2014-03-21)
Date released: 1971-10-31
Type: studio

In collection: CD (2005-02-18)
Best track: Echoes
Average track length: 07:49
Average track rating:

Ranking

Pink Floyd:
5
/
14
Year (1971):
19
/
60
Decade (1970's):
94
/
597
Overall:
431
/
2711

Tracks

Credits

Band members

2David Gilmour (25)
electric guitars (1–4, 6), acoustic guitars (2–3, 5), bass (1), harmonica (5), lead vocals (2, 3, 5, 6)
2Nick Mason (27)
drums (1, 3, 4, 6), percussion (2–4, 6), vocal phrase (1)
2Roger Waters (28)
bass, acoustic guitar and lead vocals (4)
2Richard Wright (28)
Hammond organ (1, 2, 6), piano, Farfisa organ (6), co-lead vocals (6), EMS VCS 3 (1)

Producers

Lyrics

One of These Days
05:59
instrumental
A Pillow of Winds
05:11
A cloud of eiderdown
Draws around me
Softening a sound.
Sleepy time, and I lie,
With my love by my side,
And she's breathing low.

And the candle dies.

When night comes down
You lock the door.
The book falls to the floor.
As darkness falls
The waves roll by,
The seasons change
The wind is wry.

Now wakes the hour
Now sleeps the swan
Behold the dream
The dream is gone.
Green fields are calling
It's falling, in a golden door.

And deep beneath the ground,
The early morning sounds
And I go down.
Sleepy time, and I lie,
With my love by my side,
And she's breathing low.

And I rise, like a bird,
In the haze, when the first rays
Touch the sky.

And the night wings die.
Fearless
06:09
You say the hill's too steep to climb
Climb it.
You say you'd like to see me try
Climbing.

You pick the place and I'll choose the time
And I'll climb
That hill in my own way.
Just wait a while for the right day.
And as I rise above the tree lines and the clouds
I look down, hearing the sound of the things you've said today.

Fearlessly the idiot faced the crowd
Smiling.
Merciless the magistrate turns 'round
Frowning.

And who's the fool who wears the crown?
And go down,
in your own way
And every day is the right day
And as you rise above the fear-lines in his brow
You look down, hearing the sound of the faces in the crowd.
San Tropez
03:44
As I reach for a peach
Slide a rind down behind
The sofa in San Tropez.
Breakin' a stick
with a brick on the sand.
Ridin' a wave
In the wake of an old sedan.

Sleepin' alone in the
Drone of the darkness,
Scratched by the sand that
Fell from my love,
Deep in my dreams and I
Still hear her callin'
"If you're alone,
I'll come home."

Backward and homebound,
The pigeon, the dove,
Gone with the wind
And the rain, on an airplane.
Owning a home
With no silver spoon,
I'm drinking champagne
Like a good tycoon.

Sooner than wait for
A break in the weather,
I'll gather my far-flung
Thoughts together.
Speeding away
On the wind to a new day.
And if you're alone
I'll come home.

And I pause for a while
By a country style
And listen to the things they say.
Diggin' for gold
With a hoe in my hand.
Open a book
Take a look at the way things stand.

And you're leading me down
To the place by the sea.
I hear your soft voice
Calling to me.
Making a date for
Later by phone
And if you're alone
I'll come home.
Seamus
02:17
I was in the kitchen,
Seamus, that's the dog, was outside.
Well, I was in the kitchen,
Seamus, my old hound, was outside.
Well, the sun sinks slowly
But my old hound just sat right down and cried.
Echoes
23:32
Overhead the albatross hangs motionless upon the air,
And deep beneath the rolling waves in labyrinths of coral caves,
An echo of a distant time comes willowing across the sand,
And everything is green and submarine.
And no one called us to the land and no one knows the where's or why's.
Something stirs and something tries starts to climb towards the light.

Strangers passing in the street by chance two separate glances meet
And I am you and what I see is me.
And do I take you by the hand and lead you through the land
And help me understand the best I can.
And no one called us to the land and no one crosses there alive.
No one speaks and no one tries, no one flies around the sun.

Almost everyday you fall upon my waking eyes,
Inviting and inciting me to rise.
And through the window in the wall come streaming in on sunlight wings
A million bright ambassadors of morning.
And no one sings me lullabyes and no one makes me close my eyes
So I throw the windows wide and call to you across the sky.