The Space Between Us - This is one of several songs written in a style similar to that of Syd Barrett shortly after he died. I have never really gone and explicated the meanings of these lines and I have changed my mind and decided not to here. It all seems pretty straightforward until the 13th line when some very specific (and regularly ridiculous) imagery is used. Specifically, the line: a woven kettle of rocks, just seems very... odd. Still, I think I could figure it out; could you?
the space between us
don't bother
the space between us
I've mind to trade it to another
quit practicing this
don't bother
the space between us
unaltered
just let me alone
just let us alone
just let it alone
or let it let the space between
figure I'm a chump for confidence
a no good gullibility
the better part of space is trust
and I'm afraid I've wrote myself into a hole
between us
a woven kettle of rocks
and trolley little go-kart cars
riding sixteen wheels apart
the tearing space between us
don't alter
Now I don't mean to bother you,
but please don't tell me this is true. [x 4]
Between us.
God she pisses me off. My plant, that is.
Har dee hard har har.
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