A Song For Syd Barrett

I never wanted to go back
Having walked around outside
I felt so free just for a day
They said I ought to act my age
When what they meant was act my size
And in the mirror I looked wise
Like I'd seen Syd Barrett's eyes

The chariot race in Roger's dream
Is an icicle cage, you know what I mean
The chariot race in Roger's dream
Is an icicle cage, you know what I mean
The chariot race in Roger's dream
Is an icicle cave, you know where I mean
The chariot race in Roger's dream
Is an icicle canyon of where I mean, uh oh

It was a dreamy English day
It was pouring down with rain
So I decided on a train
Some people on the station stared
I wished that they would go away
I knew I'd never be the same

The chariot race in Roger's dream
Is an icicle canyon of what I mean
The chariot race in Roger's dream
Is an icicle cage, you know what I mean
The chariot race in Roger's dream
Is an icicle canyon of where I mean
The chariot race in Roger's dream
Is an icicle canyon of where I mean

And everywhere I wandered, people said
Such a strange young man
And I could never really settle down
But I hoped I would

The chariot race in Roger's dream
Is an icicle cave, you know where I mean
The chariot race in Roger's dream
Is an icicle cage, you know what I mean
The chariot race in Roger's dream
Is an icicle canyon of where I mean
The chariot race in Roger's dream
Is an icicle cage for a fairy queen, uh oh