Pink Floyd - Crumbling Land lyrics

In a while I'll find the time to make the sunshine mine<br>In a smile I saw a single eagle in the sky<br>Wheeling, soaring, gliding high<br><br>On a hill there lived a man with many shining things<br>Shiny gold, shiny car and shiny diamond rings<br>Wining, dining, shining king<br><br>Now the eagle flies in clear blue skies<br>Drinking in the clear blue well<br>Back here on the ground another dealer coughs and dies<br>But fifty more come rolling off the floor production line<br><br>Then a man commuting like a village on the sand<br>In his hand a moving picture of the crumbling land<br>Screaming, dealing, movie man<br><br>Here we go, hold your breath to see if something blows<br>Close your eyes, count till ten and see the sunrise rise<br>Gliding high into the sky<br><br>By the holy mansion, let the guardian rise<br>Upon the finger of the king<br>On high the eagle flies, that glitter all of gold<br>Then wheeling in a cloudy sky, he flies into the sun