"From morning to night I stayed out of sight
Didn't recognize I'd become
No more than alive I'd barely survive
In a word...overrun
Won't hear a sound (He's curled into the corner)
From my mouth (But still the screen is flickering)
I've spent too long (...curse the place )
On the inside out (With an endless stream of garbage to)
My skin is cold (In a sea of random images)
To the human touch (The self-destructing animal)
This bleeding heart's (Waiting for the waves to break)
Not beating much
I murmured a vow of silence and now
I don't even hear when I think aloud
Extinguished by the light I turn on the night
Wear its darkness with an empty smile
I'm creeping back to life
My nervous system all awry
I'm wearing the inside out
Look at him now
He's paler somehow
But he's coming around
He's starting to choke
It's been so long since he spoke
Well he can have the words right from my mouth
And with these words I can see
Clear through the clouds that covered me
Just give it time then speak my name
Now we can hear ourselves again
I'm holding out (He's standing on the threshold)
For the day (Caught in fiery anger)
When all the coulds (And hurled into the furnace he'll)
Have blown away (...curse the place)
I'm with you now (He's torn in all directions)
Can speak your name (and still the screen is flickering)
Now we can hear (Waiting for the flames to break)
Ourselves again"
-Pink FLoyd,Wearing the Inside Out, The Division Bell
המציאות הנו מקרי בהחלט. אין צוות האתר ו/או
הנהלת האתר אחראים לנזק, אבדן, אי נוחות, עגמת
נפש וכיו''ב תוצאות, ישירות או עקיפות, שייגרמו
לך או לכל צד שלישי בשל מסרים שיפורסמו
ביצירות, שהנם באחריות היוצר בלבד.