While thinking about a creative response to a much-loved track in a form which is not a music review, not a remix, not a cover version and definitely not karaoke, I found myself putting words to the gentle atmospheric spirit of this song. Here goes…
(Inspired by “Signs of Life” from the album “A Momentary Lapse of Reason” by Pink Floyd).
For now let’s start silence.
Wrap silence around. Make no sounds, act no life.
Make those moments pass.
Make him lay there dead like, make no sound.
So leave those runway lights on.
Leave the rest to the crosswinds.
Heave to. Fuselage soaring, hands caught in lightning.
And leave those runway lights on.
As Jay comes to, sense a man rowing in.
So fix it, make him escape.
Run from channels of salt, flee from creek of shadows.
Swiftly make Jay make good escape.
Distant shouts. Muffled dry but tethered outcry.
One shout, two scuffle. Now open your eyes.
See ghouls, see ghouls. Gas lanterns wheeling wildly.
Hands in runway lightning.
Pass from his lips, the gritty salt.
Spray to his skin, the stinging rain.
Seaman Ray. Airman Jay.
How far out to sea did we let these boys be?
Prepare for the last dim shout from the shore.
End the mainland chase.
For now let’s have all the buoys, all the buoys.
Lost in the singing sea, the boys bobbing up.
Buoys down, then up again…
Then down. Then down.
August 01, 2012.
(Track 01 from Pink Floyd – A Momentary Lapse of Reason).
And here is the “master” as beautiful as ever:
- Packed Soho premiere for Stoppard’s Pink Floyd play (standard.co.uk)
- Temples : Why Syd Barrett was a genius (liveforvinyl.wordpress.com)