Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pink Floyd
Performer
David Gilmour
Performer
Nick Mason
Performer
Richard Wright
Performer
Jon Carin
Performer
Tim Renwick
Performer
Guy Pratt
Performer
Margret Taylor
Performer
Rachel Fury
Performer
Durga McBroom
Performer
Gary Wallis
Percussion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Roger Waters
Songwriter
David Gilmour
Composer
Richard Wright
Composer
Nick Mason
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
David Gilmour
Producer
Bob Ezrin
Producer
Buford Jones
Mixing Engineer
Larry Wallace
Assistant Engineer
Tristan Powell
Assistant Engineer
David Gleeson
Assistant Engineer
Phil Taylor
Engineer
Keith Smith
Assistant Engineer
Dave Hewitt
Recording Engineer
Robert Hrycyna
Assistant Engineer
Lyrics
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 hometown
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way
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
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
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
Home, home again
I like to be here when I can
When I come home cold 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
Writer(s): Ingo Rheinbay, Donald Dennis, Melbourne George Miller, Mitchum Khan Ivanhoe Chin, Paul Ellingston Crosdale, Raymond Wright
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