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
and there is time to kill today
And then 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
And 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 desperation
is the English way
the time is gone the song is over
thought I'd something more to say.

Breathe ( reprise )

Home, home again
I like to be here when I can
When I come home cool 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.

(Mason, Waters,Wright, Gilmour)

quel beau bébé!!!!!!!!!salutations!!!!et bravo la maman!!!!!!!

spamer