Time - Pink Floyd: letra, videos musicales y conciertos

Time

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Time fue lanzado el 1 de marzo de 1973 por Columbia/Legacy como parte del álbum The Dark Side of the Moon

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DESCRIPCIÓN

LETRA

Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES

Roger Waters

Bajo eléctrico

David Gilmour

Guitarra

Nick Mason

Batería

Richard Wright

Voces

Lesley Duncan

Voces de fondo

Barry St. John

Voces de fondo

Liza Strike

Voces de fondo

Doris Troy

Voces de fondo

COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA

Roger Waters

Composición

David Gilmour

Composición

Nick Mason

Composición

Richard Wright

Composición

PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA

Pink Floyd

Producción

Alan Parsons

Ingeniería de grabación

James Guthrie

Masterización

Chris Thomas

Ingeniería de mezcla

Jacques Plante

Masterización

Peter James

Asistente de ingeniería de grabación

Letra

[Verse 1]

Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day

Fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way

Kicking around on a piece of ground in your hometown

Waiting for someone or something to show you the way

[Verse 2]

Tired of lying in the sunshine, staying home to watch the rain

And 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

[Verse 3]

And 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

[Verse 4]

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

[Outro]

Home, home again

I like to be here when I can

And when I come home, cold and tired

It's good to warm my bones beside the fire

[Outro]

Far away, across the field

The tolling of the iron bell

Calls the faithful to their knees

To hear the softly-spoken magic spells

Written by: David Gilmour, Nick Mason, Richard Wright, Roger Waters

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