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Tomasz Debis 6 months ago
Comment: literówki: wasste->waste, english->English

Instrument: Guitar
Difficulty: Intermediate

E fis E fis E fis A E fis fis A Asus4 A Ticking away, the moments that make up a dull day E fis You fritter and wasste the hours in an offhand way A Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town E fis Waiting for someone or something to show you the way. D7+ A7+ Tired of lying in the sunshine, staying home to watch the rain, D7+ A7+ You are young, and life is long, and there is time to kill today, D7+ cis7 And then one day you find, ten years have got behind you h7 E No one told you where to run, 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 fis A And you run, and you run to catch up to the sun, but it's sinking, E fis And racing around, to come up behind you again A Asus4 A The sun is the same in a relative way, but your older, E fis Shorter of breath, and one day closer to death. D7+ A7+ Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time D7+ A7+ Plans that either come to naught, or half a page of scribbled lines D7+ cis7 Hanging on in quite desperation is the english way, h h7 F D79+ e The time is gone, the song is over thought I'd something more to sa(aa)y. e7 A7 e7 A7 e7 A7 e7 A7 Home, home again. I like to be here when I can e7 A7 When I come home cold and tired e7 A7 It's good to warm my bones beside the fire C7+ h7 Far away across the field. Tolling on the iron bell F7+ Calls the faithful to their knees G7+ D79+ C0 h7 To hear the softly spoken magic spell...

E fis E fis E fis A E fis fis A Asus4 A Ticking away, the moments that make up a dull day E fis You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way A Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town E fis Waiting for someone or something to show you the way. D7+ A7+ Tired of lying in the sunshine, staying home to watch the rain, D7+ A7+ You are young, and life is long, and there is time to kill today, D7+ cis7 And then one day you find, ten years have got behind you h7 E No one told you where to run, 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 fis A And you run, and you run to catch up to the sun, but it's sinking, E fis And racing around, to come up behind you again A Asus4 A The sun is the same in a relative way, but your older, E fis Shorter of breath, and one day closer to death. D7+ A7+ Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time D7+ A7+ Plans that either come to naught, or half a page of scribbled lines D7+ cis7 Hanging on in quite desperation is the English way, h h7 F D79+ e The time is gone, the song is over thought I'd something more to sa(aa)y. e7 A7 e7 A7 e7 A7 e7 A7 Home, home again. I like to be here when I can e7 A7 When I come home cold and tired e7 A7 It's good to warm my bones beside the fire C7+ h7 Far away across the field. Tolling on the iron bell F7+ Calls the faithful to their knees G7+ D79+ C0 h7 To hear the softly spoken magic spell...

E F#m E F#m E F#m A E F#m

F#mTicking away, the moments that make up Am dAull day Asus4 A
You frEitter and waste the hours in an offhand wF#may
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your hAome town
WEaiting for someone or something to show you the F#mway.

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, C#m7ten years have got behind you
Bm7No one told you where to runE, you missed the starting gun.

F#m A E F#m F#m A E F#m F#m A E F#m F#m A E F#m D7+ A7+ D7+ A7+ D7+ C#m7 Bm7 E

And you F#mrun, and you run to catch up to the sun, but it's sAinking,
And rEacing around, to come up behind you aF#mgain
The sun is the same in a relative way, but your Aolder, Asus4 A
ShEorter of breath, and one day closer to F#mdeath.
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 despeC#m7ration is the English way,
The tBmime is gone, the sBm7ong is over thFought I'd something D79+more to Emsa(aa)y.

Em7 A7 Em7 A7

HEm7ome, home agA7ain.Em7 I like to be here when I cA7an
Em7 When I come home cold and tA7ired
Em7 It's good to warm my bones beside the fA7ire
C7+Far away across the field. TBm7olling on the iron bell
F7+Calls the faithful to their knees
To hG7+ear the softly sD79+poken C0magic sBm7pell...

E F#m E F#m E F#m A E F#m

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

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, C#m7ten years have got behind you
Bm7No one told you where to runE, you missed the starting gun.

F#m A E F#m F#m A E F#m F#m A E F#m F#m A E F#m D7+ A7+ D7+ A7+ D7+ C#m7 Bm7 E

And you F#mrun, and you run to catch up to the sun, but it's sAinking,
And rEacing around, to come up behind you aF#mgain
The sun is the same in a relative way, but your Aolder, Asus4 A
ShEorter of breath, and one day closer to F#mdeath.
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 despeC#m7ration is the english way,
The tBmime is gone, the sBm7ong is over thFought I'd something D79+more to Emsa(aa)y.

Em7 A7 Em7 A7

HEm7ome, home agA7ain.Em7 I like to be here when I cA7an
Em7 When I come home cold and tA7ired
Em7 It's good to warm my bones beside the fA7ire
C7+Far away across the field. TBm7olling on the iron bell
F7+Calls the faithful to their knees
To hG7+ear the softly sD79+poken C0magic sBm7pell...

Correction +3 -4

Status: Rejected
Value: 2 karma points

Votes and comments

Henryk Dexter
Voted to approve with 50 points 6 months ago
Artur Kasperski
jak w komentarzu

Voted to reject with -70 points 6 months ago
Martyna Szklarz
-//-

Voted to reject with -40 points 6 months ago
Piotrek Kaim
Voted to approve with 20 points 5 months ago
Jacek Sokołowski
Voted to approve with 40 points 5 months ago
Franex_19
Błędy w akordach

Voted to reject with -50 points 5 months ago
Wojtek M
Patrz mój komentarz

Voted to reject with -70 points 5 months ago

Artur Kasperski
Wydaje mi się że tam jest sporo do poprawienia w położeniu akordów, same literówki nie wystarczą :) 6 months ago
Jacek Sokołowski
Tomasz Debis nie bierze się za akordy. Może nawet nie gra na gitarze. Poprawił tylko błędy w tekście dlatego ja zatwierdzam. 5 months ago
Wojtek M
Trudno nie zgodzić się z Arturem, można też zgodzić się z Jackiem, ale jeżeli będziemy robić odstępstwa od zasad, to zrobi się bałagan.
Korygujmy kompleksowo. Tutaj akordy są rozmieszczone niezgodnie z zasadami kontrybucji 5 months ago

Chords History

Jan Chryczyk New Submission 3 years ago
Jan Chryczyk poprawiłem czytelność akordów Correction 2 years ago
Tomasz Debis literówki: wasste->waste, english->English Correction 6 months ago