Pink Floyd - Your possible pasts

They ^Gflutter behind you your possible pa^Amsts, Some ^Cbrighteyed and crazy, some ^Dfrightened and ^Glost. A ^Gwarning to anyone still in comm^Amand ^COf their possible ^Dfuture, to take ^Gcare. In ^Gderelict sidings the poppies entwi^Amne With ^Ccattle trucks lying in ^Dwait for the next ^Gtime. ^EmDo you remember me, how we used to be, Do you think we shoud be ^Dcloser?

She ^Gstood in the doorway, the ghost of a smi^Amle ^CHaunting her face like a ^Dcheap hotel ^Gsign. Her ^Gcold eyes imploring the men in their m^Amacs For the ^Cgold in their bags or the ^Dknives in their ^Gbacks. ^GStepping up boldly one put out his h^Amand. He said, &^Cquot;I was just a child^D then, now I'm on^Gly a man." ^EmDo you remember me, how we used to be, Do you think we should be ^Dcloser?

By the ^Gcold and religious we were taken in h^Amand Shown ^Chow to feel good and ^Dtold to feel ^Gbad. ^GStrung out behind us the banners and fl^Amags Of our ^Cpossible pasts lie in ^Dtatters and ^Grags. ^EmDo you remember me, how we used to be, Do you think we should be ^Dcloser?