She Took A Long Cold Look

A D 
She took a long cold look at me 
D A 
and smiled and gazed all over my arm 
A D 
she loves to see me get down to ground 
D A 
she hasn‘t time just to be with me 
A D 
her face between all she means to be 
D A 
to be extreme, just to be extreme 
A D 
a broken pier on the wavy sea 
D A 
she wonders why for all she wants to see... 
 
G 
But I got up and I stomped around 
E E7 
and hid the piece where the trees touch the ground... 
 
(Then, to imitate Syd trying to play while turning his lyric 
sheet, just 
strike the A and the low E about 467823823 times...) 
 
A D 
The end of truth that lay out the time 
D A 
spent lazing here on a painting green 
A D 
a mile or more in a foreign clime 
D A 
to see farther inside of me. 
A D 
And looking high up into the sky 
D A 
I breathe as the water streams over me...