[00:00.00] 作词 : Mason, Waters, Wright, Gilmour
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Mason, Waters, Wright, Gilmour
[00:02.49]Time(live) - Pink Floyd
[01:44.14]Ticking away the
[01:45.89]moments that make
[01:47.28]up a dull day
[01:48.29]
[01:51.13]You fritter and
[01:51.95]waste the hours
[01:53.59]in an offhand way.
[01:54.90]
[01:58.54]Kicking around
[01:59.13]
[01:59.66]on a piece of
[02:00.68]ground in your
[02:01.83]home town
[02:02.67]
[02:05.57]Waiting for
[02:06.38]someone or something
[02:07.87]to show you the way.
[02:09.10]
[02:12.71]Tired of lying in
[02:14.47]the sunshine staying
[02:16.60]
[02:17.26]home to watch
[02:18.53]the rain.
[02:18.95]
[02:20.08]You are young and
[02:21.71]life is long and there
[02:24.45]is time to kill today.
[02:26.19]
[02:28.10]And then one day
[02:29.87]you find ten years
[02:32.72]have got behind you.
[02:34.97]No one told you
[02:37.01]when to run, you
[02:39.87]missed the starting gun.
[04:07.09]when you run and
[04:08.20]you run to catch
[04:09.41]up with the sun
[04:10.56]but it's sinking
[04:14.55]Racing around to
[04:16.56]come up behind
[04:17.48]you again.
[04:21.45]The sun is the
[04:22.48]same in a relative
[04:23.88]way but you're older,
[04:28.52]Shorter of breath
[04:30.19]and one day
[04:31.18]closer to death.
[04:35.58]Every year is
[04:37.37]getting shorter
[04:39.20]never seem to
[04:40.81]find the time.
[04:43.05]Plans that either
[04:44.57]come to naught or
[04:46.91]half a page of
[04:48.34]scribbled lines
[04:50.49]Hanging on in quiet
[04:53.19]desperation is
[04:56.15]English way
[04:57.99]The time is gone,
[04:59.93]the song is over,
[05:01.95]Thought I'd
[05:02.70]something more
[05:04.44]to say.

作词 : Mason, Waters, Wright, Gilmour
作曲 : Mason, Waters, Wright, Gilmour
Time(live) - Pink Floyd
Ticking away the
moments that make
up a dull day
You fritter and
waste the hours
in an offhand 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.
when 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 a 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
English way
The time is gone,
the song is over,
Thought I'd
something more
to say.