Pink Floyd
A, Am, B, Bm, C, D, E, Em, F, G, Gm
It's a sin that somehow, light is changing to shadow and casting its shroud over all
we have known.
On a well the rags have grown Driven on by a heart of stone
We could find that we're all alone In the dream of the proud
On the wings of the night As the daytime is flurrying
Where the speechless unite in a silent accord
Using words you will find the stage
Mesmerized as they light the flame
Feel the viewing have changed
On the wings of the night
No more turning away
From the weak and the weak
No more turning away from the coldness inside
Just a world that we all must share
It's not enough just to stare and stare
It is it only a dream that there'll be
No more turning away