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Do's and Don'ts

Art & Intel

Letras

[shouting]

DO'S AND DON'TS!

[Gilmour guitar solo]

Each note is pain, each chord—a promise forgotten

So let me cry, I need to cry

In this spectacle, our dreams are sold

Mimicking love, we do as we're told

The curtains close on the heart's revoke

In the spotlight’s heat, we either burn or we choke

Stand on the stage, life is a play, and we're just a page

In scripted rage, the world's a cage where we engage

But my silent plea, let the real me come of age

Not just a key in the machine's cold wage

But I wanna cry, yeah

Just let me cry

Through the screens that stare us down

The eyes are pryin'

No secrets left in this, our silent town

Each whisper, they're buyin'

Warm as a sigh, yeah

Warm as a sigh

Caught in their game, taught to compete

Success the measure by where you're sittin'

Chains made of gold, still feel complete

In a world where the heart's forbidden

So cold it's a lie, yeah

Cold as a lie

[Guitar Solo]

Voices are loud, drownin' our truth

In the crowd, losing my youth

Tangled in feeds, scrolling through life

Digits deceive, cutting like knives

Truth fades away, yeah

Lost in the gray

(Chorus)

Do's and dont's, they're all we know,

In this domain where we're told to tow.

But in the end, who's to say,

If we're truly living our own way?

[Gilmour guitar solo]

[Bridge]

In the whispers of time, we walk a fine line

Between what's given and what we truly find

We march to the beat of a distant drum

Forgettin' the sound of the dreams we come from

[Chorus]

Do's and don'ts—chained to our plot

But within us burns a fire that can't be bought

(Chorus)

Do's and dont's, they're all we know,

In this domain where we're told to tow.

But in the end, who's to say,

If we're truly living our own way?

[Gilmour guitar solo]

[spoken male British slow]

The moment, eh, you doubt whether you can fly,

you cease for ever to be able to do it.