Following the path as it leads toward
The darkness in the north
Weary stranger's faces show their sympathy
They've seen that hope beforeAnd if you want to stay for a little bit
Rest your aching limbs for a little bit
For you the night is beckoning
And now you can't delay
You hear the night birds calling you
But you can't catch the words they say
And you must you realize be on your wayMystery swelling, creatures crawling
Hear the roar ger louder in your ears
You know the folly was your own
But the force behind can't conquer all you fearsAnd if you want to stay for a little bit
Rest your aching limbs for a little bit
For you the night is beckoning and you know
And now you can't delay
You hear the night birds calling you
But you can't catch the words they say
And you must you realize be on your wayThrow your thoughts back many years
To the time when love was life with every morning
Perhaps a day will come when the match for me the
Curlers past warningAnd if you want to stay for a little bit
Rest your aching limbs for a little bit
For you the night is beckoning
And now you can't delay
You hear the night birds calling you
But you can't catch the words they say
And you must you realize be on your way
Composição: David Gilmour.
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