Texty: Pink Floyd. P.U.L.S.E.. Hey You.

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Hey you! Out there in the cold
setting lonely, getting old, can you feel me
Hey you! Standing in the aisles
with itchy feet and fading smiles, can you feel me
Hey you, don't help them to bury the light
Don't give in whitant a fight
Hey you! Out there on your own
Sitting naked by the phone would you touch me
Hey you! With your ear against the wall
Waiting for someone to call out would you touch me
Hey you! Would you help me to carry the stone
Open your heart, I'm coming home
But it was only fantasy
The wall was too high as you can see
No matter how he tried he could not break free
And the worms ate into his brain.
Hey you! Out there of the road
Doing what you're told, can you help me
Hey you! Out there beyond the wall
Breaking bottles in the hall, can you help me
Hey you! Don't tell me there's no hope at all
Together we stand, divided we fall