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Time Pink Floyd

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fisTicking away, the moments that make up a dAull day Asus4      A 
You frEitter and wasste the hours in an offhand fisway
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your hAome town
WEaiting for someone or something to show you the fisway.

D7+Tired of lying in the sunshine, stA7+aying home to watch the rain,
YD7+ou are young, and life is long, and thA7+ere is time to kill today,
D7+ And then one day you find, cis7ten years have got behind you
h7No one told you where to runE, you missed the starting gun.

fis A E fis fis A E fis fis A E fis fis A E fis D7+ A7+ D7+ A7+ D7+ cis7 h7 E

And you fisrun, and you run to catch up to the sun, but it's sAinking,
And rEacing around, to come up behind you afisgain
The sun is the same in a relative way, but your Aolder, Asus4      A 
ShEorter of breath, and one day closer to fisdeath.
D7+Every year is getting shorter, A7+never seem to find the time
PlD7+ans that either come to naught, or half a A7+page of scribbled lines
HD7+anging on in quite despecis7ration is the english way,
The thime is gone, the sh7ong is over thFought I'd something D79+more to esa(aa)y.

e7 A7 e7 A7

He7ome, home agA7ain.e7 I like to be here when I cA7an
e7 When I come home cold and tA7ired
e7 It's good to warm my bones beside the fA7ire
C7+Far away across the field. Th7olling on the iron bell
F7+Calls the faithful to their knees
To hG7+ear the softly sD79+poken C0magic sh7pell...


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