Interpret:

Pink Floyd

Album:

A Momentary Lapse Of Reason

One sound, one single sound 
One kiss, one single kiss 
A face outside the window pane 
However did it come to this? 
A man who ran: a child who cried 
A girl who heard a voice that lied 
The sun that burned a fiery red 
The vision of an empty bed 
The use of force, he was so tough 
She'll soon submit, she's had enough 
The march of fate, the broken will 
Someone is lying very still 
He has laughed and he has cried 
He has fought and he has died 
He's just the same as all the rest 
He's not the worst, he's not the best 
And still this ceaseless murmuring 
The babbling that I brook 
The seas of faces, eyes upraised 
The empty screen, the vacant look 
A man in black on a snow white horse 
A pointless life has run its course 
The red rimmed eyes, the tears still run 
As he fades into the setting sun