I'm worried @Stephen Dawson has morphed into Syd. Oh, where are you now Pussy willow that smiled on this leaf? When I was alone You promised the stone from your heart My head kissed the ground I was half the way down, treading the sand Please, please, lift a hand I'm only a person whose armbands beat On his hands, hang tall Won't you miss me? Wouldn't you miss me at all?
absolute genius. if there was ever an argument for artists being constantly off their bulb, syd is it. Opel is one of my favourite ever songs.
Piper at the Gates of Dawn, under his influence, is still one of the best and influential albums certainly of the sixties