歌詞 Time Pink Floyd
作詞
David Gilmour, Nick Mason, Roger Waters, Richard Wright
作曲
David Gilmour, Nick Mason, Roger Waters, Richard Wright
Ticking away the moments
that make up a dull day
You 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.
So 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
To hear the softly spoken magic spells.