Besedila: Pink Floyd. High Hopes.

Beyond the horizon of the place we lived
when we were young
In a world of magnets and miracles
Our thoughts strayed constantly and without
boundary
The ringing of the division bell had began

Along the Long Road and on down the Causeway
Do they still meet there by the Cut

There was a ragged band that followed in our
footsteps
Running before time took our dreams away
Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to
tie us to the ground
To a life consumed by slow decay

The grass was greener
The light was brighter
With friends surrounded
The nights of wonder

Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing
behind us
To a glimpse of how green it was on the
other side
Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back
again

Dragged by the force of some inner tide

At a higher altitude with flag unfurled
We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed
of world

Encumbered forever by desire and ambition
There's a hunger still unsatisfied
Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon

Though down this road we've been so many
times

The grass was greener
The light was brighter
The taste was sweeter
The nights of wonder
With friends surrounded
The dawn mist glowing
The water flowing
The endless river
Forever and ever