Time Pink Floyd
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itter and wasste the hours in an offhand F#m
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ome townW
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aiting for someone or something to show you the F#m
way.D7+
Tired of lying in the sunshine, stA7+
aying home to watch the rain,Y
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ou are young, and life is long, and thA7+
ere is time to kill today,D7+
And then one day you find, C#m7
ten years have got behind youBm7
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, you missed the starting gun.F#m
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And you
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run, and you run to catch up to the sun, but it's sA
inking,And r
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acing around, to come up behind you aF#m
gainThe sun is the same in a relative way, but your
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orter of breath, and one day closer to F#m
death.D7+
Every year is getting shorter, A7+
never seem to find the timePl
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ans that either come to naught, or half a A7+
page of scribbled linesH
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anging on in quite despeC#m7
ration is the english way,The t
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ime is gone, the sBm7
ong is over thF
ought I'd something D79+
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I like to be here when I cA7
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When I come home cold and tA7
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It's good to warm my bones beside the fA7
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Far away across the field. TBm7
olling on the iron bellF7+
Calls the faithful to their kneesTo h
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ear the softly sD79+
poken C0
magic sBm7
pell...
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