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[00:00.00] 作曲 : Nick Mason/George Roger Waters/Richard Wright/David Gilmour
[00:04.77]The voice had been there all along
[00:10.96]Hidden in the stones in the rivers
[00:17.73]Hidden in all the books
[00:25.30]Hidden in plain sight
[00:38.30]It was the voice of reason
[01:42.98]Ticking away at the moments that make up a dull day
[01:51.52]Fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way
[02:00.07]Kicking around on a piece of ground in your hometown
[02:08.81]Waiting for someone or something to show you the way
[02:17.41]Tired of lying in the sunshine
[02:22.06]Staying home to watch the rain
[02:26.06]You are young and life is long
[02:30.09]And there is time to kill today
[02:35.07]And then one day you find
[02:39.26]Ten years have got behind you
[02:43.22]No one told you when to run
[02:47.95]You missed the starting gun
[04:34.09]And you run and you run
[04:36.08]To catch up with the sun but it's sinking
[04:42.91]Racing around to come up behind you again
[04:51.44]The sun is the same in a relative way but you're older
[05:00.01]Shorter of breath and one day closer to death
[05:08.85]Every year is getting shorter
[05:13.72]Never seem to find the time
[05:17.27]Plans that either come to naught
[05:21.45]Or half a page of scribbled lines
[05:26.62]Hanging on in quiet desperation
[05:31.22]Is the English way
[05:34.40]The time is gone the song is over
[05:38.70]Thought I'd something more to say
[06:00.94]Home home again
[06:10.12]I like to be here when I can
[06:19.21]And when I come home cold and tired
[06:26.73]It's good to warm my bones beside the fire
[06:35.78]Far away across the field
[06:39.82]The tolling of the iron bell
[06:44.30]Calls the faithful to their knees
[06:48.61]To hear the softly spoken magic spells
文本歌词
作曲 : Nick Mason/George Roger Waters/Richard Wright/David Gilmour
The voice had been there all along
Hidden in the stones in the rivers
Hidden in all the books
Hidden in plain sight
It was the voice of reason
Ticking away at 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
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
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
And 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