Time (8 e 16)

Ticking away the moments 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,
there is time to kill today
And then the 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 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 desparation
in 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 there when I can
When I come in 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.

Soft karaoke
Soft karaoke
Words
Guitar
Organ
Bass
AahChoir
Overdrive
Distorted
Drums
Distorted
El Piano
Overdrive
Vocal
OoohChoir
Block
Harpschord
Pick Bass
Overdrive
Vocal
Distorted
TIME---- PINK FLOYD
Sequenced by Blake Wallace
klaatu@texoma.net
www.midistudio.com/Studios/B-Wallace

TIME --------  PINK FLOYD
Copyright © 1998 by Blake Wallace
Sequenced by Blake Wallace
Blake Wallace
klaatu@texoma.net
http://midistudio.com/Studios/B-Wallace
Sequenced by Blake Wallace klaatu@texoma.net    http://midistudio.com/Studios/B-Wallace