Time (Remaster)
Pink Floyd"Time (Remaster)" เป็นเพลงของ Pink Floyd, 2001, Pop ความยาว 6:38, 25 lines / 231 words
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2:14Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
2:21Fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way
2:28Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
2:35Waiting for someone or something to show you the way
2:43Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain
2:50You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
2:58And then one day you find ten years have got behind you
3:05No one told you when to run you missed the starting gun
4:39And you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking
4:47Racing around to come up behind you again
4:54The sun is the same in a relative way but you're older
5:01Shorter of breath and one day closer to death
5:09Every year is getting shorter never seem to find the time
5:16Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
5:23Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
5:31The time is gone the song is over
5:35Thought I'd something more to say
5:55Home home again
6:03I like to be here when I can
6:11When I come home cold and tired
6:18It's good to warm my bones beside the fire
6:26Far away across the field
6:30The tolling of the iron bell
6:34Calls the faithful to their knees
6:38Hear the softly spoken magic spell
Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day Fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town Waiting for someone or something to show you the way Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today And then one day you find ten years have got behind you No one told you when to run you missed the starting gun And you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking Racing around to come up behind you again The sun is the same in a relative way but you're older Shorter of breath and one day closer to death Every year is getting shorter never seem to find the time Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way The time is gone the song is over Thought I'd something more to say Home home again I like to be here when I can When I come home cold and tired It's good to warm my bones beside the fire Far away across the field The tolling of the iron bell Calls the faithful to their knees Hear the softly spoken magic spell
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