Song title: Time
Singer: Pink Floyd
Album: Pulse
Lyrics: Pink Floyd
Composer: Pink Floyd
Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
Time is lost in an instant on a boring day
You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way
You waste so much time carelessly
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Wandering aimlessly in your hometown
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way
Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain
Tired of lying in the sun, tired of hiding at home watching the rain
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
< p>You are still young, you still have a long way to go in life, and you have nothing to do todayAnd then one day you find ten years have got behind you
Suddenly one day, you find ten years have got behind you Years have passed
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun
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
So you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again
It is racing with you, rising from behind you again
The sun is the same in a relative way but you're older
The sun is still facing the same direction, but you have become older
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death< /p>
Every year is getting shorter never seem to find the time
Every year is getting shorter never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Plans always come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
Like an Englishman, suspended in quiet despair
The time is gone the song is over
The time is gone, the song is over It's over too
Thought I'd something more to say?
But I always feel that I still have something to say...
Home, home again
Home again, home again
I like to be here when I can
I hope I can be here (at home)
< p>And when I come home cold and tiredWhen I come home cold and tired
Its good to warm my bones beside the fire
still by the fire Wouldn't it be better to warm my body
Far away across the field
Far away across the field
The tolling of the iron bell
The iron bell rings slowly
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spells.
Hear whispers of magical spells
Extended information:
"Time" is a song sung by Pink Floyd. The song has been uploaded Go to major music platforms such as Kugou and Kuwo.
Song Background
"Time" is the third song on Pink Floyd's album "Dark Side of the Moon". "Time" expresses regret for wasted time and nostalgia for hometown.
The lyrics in the song are quite philosophical, "You run and run, keeping pace with the sun. It sets, runs back and forth, and appears behind you again. The sun is the same in the corresponding way, But you are getting older, your breathing is short, and your death is getting closer and closer."