Минусовка: Pink Floyd - Time (без бэка)

Ticking away
the moment that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste
the hours
in an off hand 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
And racing around
to come up behind you again
The sun is the same
in the 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
Time
By Roger Waters,