Pink Floyd:Matilda Mother

There was a king, who ruled the land,
His Majesty was in command.
With silver eyes, the scarlet eagle
Showers silver on the people.

Oh, oh, Mother, tell me more.
Why'd ya have to leave me there
Hanging in my infant air
Waiting?

You only have to read the lines
Of scribbly black
And everything shines.

Across the stream with wooden shoes,
Bells to tell the king the news,
A thousand misty riders climb up
Higher once upon a time.

Wandering and dreaming,
The words have different meaning.
Yes, they did.

For all the time spent in that room,
The doll's house, darkness, old perfume.
And fairy stories held me high on
Clouds of sunlight floating by.

Oh, oh, Mother, tell me more,
Tell me more.

Aaaaaaaah,
Aaaaaaaah,
Aaaaaaaah...