Pink Floyd One of My Turns

Lyrics: Day after day, love turns grey Like the skin of a dying man. Night after night, we pretend its all right But I have grown older and You have grown colder and Nothing is very much fun any more. And I can feel one of my turns coming on. I feel cold as a razor blade, Tight as a tourniquet, Dry as a funeral drum. Run to the bedroom, In the suitcase on the left You ll find my favorite axe. Don t look so frightened This is just a passing phase, One of my bad days. Would you like to watch T. V. Or get between the sheets Or contemplate the silent freeway Would you like something to eat Would you like to learn to fly Would ya Would you like to see me try