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Stroll at the edge of the ocean in Morbihan with the music of the Pink Floyd in the ears

the final improvement with NI is made to smooth, to remove the grain to give an at the same time calm impression a little unreal, worrying and close to the climate of the song echoes


original without NI

And deep beneath the rolling waves
In labyrinths of coral caves
The echo of a distant time
Comes willowing across the sand
And everything is green and submarine

And no-one show us to the land
And no-one knows the where or whys
And something stirs and something tries
And starts to climb towards the light

Strangers passing in the street
By chance two separate glances meet
And I am you and what I see is me
And do I take you bu the hand
And lead you through the land
And help me understand the best I can

And no-one call us to move on
And no-one forces down our eyes
And no-one speaks and no-one tries
And no-one flies around the sun

Cloudless every day you fall upon my waking eyes
Inviting and inciting me to rise
And through the window in the wall
Come streaming in on a sunlight wings
A million bright ambassadors of morning

And no-one sings me lullabies
And no-one makes me close my eyes
And so I throw the windows wide
And call to you across the sky

Echoes