I wish to set you free
Hush copying dread
And pardon of defensive proof
I wish to set you free
Hush copying dread
And pardon of defensive proof
Take courage, risk the flight for
You are done with holding on
To dark side of the moon
Dark side of the moon
There is no rush
There is no rush
There is, there is no rush
There is, there is no rush
I hope to lead to your smile
And to your world
Of sad old deep contentment
I hope to lead to your smile
To your world
Of sad old deep contentment
Quietly, through your softening flench
I would entice you gently
To your tenderness
Your tenderness
Where you may be
Where you may be
There is, there is no rush
There is, there is no rush
There is, there is no rush