Wolfpack
Syd Barrett
Letra

Álbum: Barrett ( 1970)

Howling the pack in formation appears 
diamonds and clubs, light misted fog, the dead 
waving us back in formation, 
the pack in formation 
bowling they bat as a group 
and the leader is seen - so early... 
the pack on their backs, the fighters 
through misty the waving - the pack in formation 
far reaching waves 
on sight, shone right 
I lay as if in surround... 
all enmeshing, hovering... 
the milder I gaze 
all the animals laying trail 
beyond the bough winds 
mild the reflecting electricity eyes... 
tears, the life that was ours 
grows sharper and stronger away and beyond 
short wheeling - fresh spring 
gripped with blanched bones - moaned 
magnesium, proverbs and sobs... 
howling the pack in formation appears 
diamonds and clubs, light misted fog, the dead 
waving us back in formation, 
the pack in formation...