George Roger Waters nasceu em 6 de setembro de 1943 em Great Bookham, Surrey, cidade ao sul de Londres. Um fato muito importante para o que Roger Waters produziria em sua carreira foi a morte de seu pai, Eric Fletcher Waters, na guerra, durante a invasão britânica de Anzio, na Itália, pois o tema de guerra e perda de seu pai pode ser presenciado muitas vezes em suas composições.
Waters começou tocando Rhythm & Blues em 1965 com um grupo chamado The Abdabs.
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Roger Waters - 5.06 AM (Every Strangers Eyes) Added to UG By Mikhailo ([email protected])
C Hello...you wanna cup of coffee? Dm I'm sorry, would you like a cup of coffee? G Ok you take cream and sugar? C In truck stops and hamburger joints
In Cadillac limousines Dm In the company of has-beens G And bent-backs and sleeping forms
On pavement steps C In libraries and railway stations
In books and banks Dm In the pages of history G In suicidal cavalry attacks CG/BAm I recognise... FGC Myself in every stranger's eyes
C And in wheelchairs by monuments
Under tube trains and commuter accidents Dm In council care and county courts G At Easter fairs and sea-side resorts C In drawing rooms and city morgues
In award winning photographs
Of life rafts in the China seas Dm In transit camps, under arc lamps
On unloading ramps G In faces blurred by rubber stamps CG/BAm I recognise... FGC Myself in every stranger's eyes
CC And now from where I stand DmG Upon this hill I plundered from the pool CC/E I look around, I search the skies DmG I shade my eyes, so nearly blind CC/BAm And I see signs of half remembered days GFC/EDmG I hear bells that chime in strange familiar ways CC/BAm I recogn-A-A-A-A-A-ise... FGC The hope you kindle in your eyes
It's oh so easy now FG As we lie here in the dark Em Nothing interferes it's obvious Am How to beat the tears Dm That threaten to snuff out GC The spark of our love