Lyrics for Fat Old Sun by David Gilmour :
[Verse 1]
When the fat old sun in the sky is falling
Summer evening birds are calling
Summer Sunday and a year
The sound of music in my ears

[Verse 2]
Distant bells, new mown grass smells
Song sweet
By the river holding hands
Roll me up and lay me down

[Chorus]
And if you see, don’t make a sound
Pick your feet up off the ground
And if you hear as the warm night falls
The silver sound from a tongue so strange
Sing to me, sing to me

[Verse 3]
When that fat old sun in the sky is falling
Summer evening birds are calling
Children’s laughter in my ears
The last sunlight disappears

[Chorus]
And if you see, don’t make a sound
Pick your feet up off the ground
And if you hear as the warm night falls
The silver sound from a tongue so strange
Sing to me, sing to me

[Outro]
When that fat old sun in the sky is falling