More 1969

  Cirrus Minor 
The Nile Song 
Crying Song 
Up The Khyber 
Green Is The Colour 
Cymbaline 
Party Sequence 
Main Theme 
Ibiza Bar 
More Blues 
Quicksilver 
A Spanish Piece 
Dramatic Theme
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Cirrus Minor (Waters)
  In a churchyard by a river,
                       Lazing in the haze of midday,
                       Laughing in the grasses and the graze.
                       Yellow bird, you are alone in singing and in flying on,
                       In and in leaving. Willow weeping in the water,
                       Waving to the river daughters,
                       Swaying in the ripples and the reeds.
                       On a trip to Cirrus Minor, saw a crater in the sun
                       A thousand miles of moonlight later.
 
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The Nile Song (Waters)
I was standing by the Nile
                       Whe I saw the lady smile.
                       I would take her out for a while,
                       For a while. Light tears wept like a child.
                       How her golden hair was blowing wild.
                       Then she spread her wings to fly,
                       For to fly. Soaring high above the breezes,
                       Going always where she pleases.
                       She will make it to the island in the sun.
                       I will follw in her shadow
                       As I watch her from my window.
                       One day I will catch her eye. She is calling from the deep,
                       Summoning my soul to endless sleep.
                       She is bound to drag me down,
                       Drag me down.
 
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 Crying Song (Waters)
We smile and smile
                       We smile and smile
                       Laughter echoes in your eyes
                       We climb and climb
                       We climb and climb
                       Footfall softly in the pines
                       We cry and cry
                       We cry and cry
                       Sadness passes in a while
                       We role and role
                       We role and role
                       Help me role away the stone
 
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Up The Khyber (Waters, Wright)
                       Instrumental only
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Green Is The Colour (Waters)
                       Heavy hung the canopy of blue
                       Shade my eyes and I can see you
                       White is the light that shines through the dress that you wore
                       She lay in the shadow of the wave
                       Hazy were the visions of her playing
                       Sunlight on her eyes but moonshine beat her blind everytime
                       Green is the colour of her kind
                       Quickness of the eye deceives the mind
                       Many is the bond between the hopefull and the damned
 
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Cymbaline (Waters)
                       The path you tread is narrow and the drop is shear and very high
                       The ravens all are watching from a vantage point near by
                       Apprehension creeping like a choo-train up your spine
                       Will the tightrope reach the end; will the final cuplet rhyme
                       And it's high time
                       Cymbaline
                       It's high time
                       Cymbaline
                       Please wake me Butterfly with broken wings is falling by your side
                       The ravens all are closing in there's no where you can hide
                       Your manager and agent are both busy on the phone
                       Selling colored photographs to magazines back home
                       And it's high time
                       Cymbaline
                       It's high time
                       Cymbaline
                       Please wake me The lines converging where you stand they must
                       have moved the picture plane
                       The leaves are heavy around your feet you hear the thunder of the train
                       Suddenly it strikes you that they're moving into range
                       Doctor Strange is always changing size
                       And it's high time
                       Cymbaline
                       It's high time
                       Cymbaline
                       Please wake me And it's high time
                       Cymbaline
                       It's high time
                       Cymbaline
                       Please wake me
 
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Party Sequence (Gilmour, Waters, Wright, Mason)
Instrumental only
 
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 Main Theme (Mason, Wright, Waters, Gilmour)
                       Instrumental only
 
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Ibiza Bar (Gilmour, Waters, Mason, Wright)
                       I'm so afraid of mistakes that I made
                       Taking every time that I wake
                       I feel like a hard-boiled butter man
                       So give me a time when the countries will lie on the storyline if kind
                       Are days are made since the first page
                       I've lived every line that you wrote
                       Take me down, take me down, from the shelf above your head
                       So give me a time when the countries will lie on the storyline if kind
                       And if I live on the shelf like the rest
                       And if love bleeds like a sad song
                       Please pick-up your camera and use me again
                       So give me a time when the countries will lie on the storyline if kind
                       Yea
 
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 More Blues (Waters, Gilmour, Wright, Mason)
                       Instrumental only
 
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 Quick Silver (Waters, Gilmour, Wright, Mason)
                       Instrumental only
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A Spanish Piece (Gilmour)
Bath of tequila, Manuel
                       Leaf and cringle
                       Laugh at my lisp and kill you
                       I think
                       This Spanish music
                       It sets my soul on fire
                       Lovely seniorita
                       Your eyes are like stars
                       Your teeth are like pearls
                       Your ruby lips seniorita
 
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 Dramatic Theme (Mason, Gilmour, Waters, Wright)
Instrumental only
 
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History
MORE is the soundtrack to the movie of the same name. The 1996 repackaging of MORE includes an expanded booklet with many rare photos, lyrics and revised front cover artwork.
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