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The dancer slows her frantic pace
In pain and desperation,
Her aching limbs and downcast face
Aglow with perspiration

Stiff as wire, her lungs on fire,
With just the briefest pause
The flooding through her memory,
The echoes of old applause.

She limps across the floor
And closes her bedroom door...

The writer stare with glassy eyes
Defies the empty page
His beard is white, his face is lined

And streaked with tears of rage.

Thirty years ago, how the words would flow
With passion and precision,
But now his mind is dark and dulled
By sickness and indecision

And he stares out the kitchen door
Where the sun will rise no more...

Some are born to move the world
To live their fantasies
But most of us just dream about
The things we'd like to be
Sadder still to watch it die
Than never to have known it
For you, the blind who once could see
The bell tolls for thee...

Another great Song from Rush with suberb lyrics by Neil Peart

This Band really touch my soul

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wS3Pcfz1BvE

London (dpa) - Richard Wright, einer der Gründer der britischen Rockgruppe Pink Floyd, ist tot. Der 65-Jährige sei nach einem Kampf gegen den Krebs gestorben, teilte sein Sprecher mit. Der Songschreiber und Keyboarder war bis 1981 Mitglied der berühmten Rockband. Der in London geborene Wright war unter anderem an den legendären Alben «Dark Side of the Moon» und «Wish You Were Here» beteiligt.

another Legend is gone .-(