Written by: David Gilmour, Nick Mason, Roger Waters & Richard Wright. Produced by Pink Floyd. Personnel: David Gilmour — electric guitar, vocals Roger Waters — electric bass guitar Richard Wright — Hammond organ, Wurlitzer electric piano, EMS VCS 3, vocals Nick Mason — rototoms, drums with: Doris Troy — vocals Lesley Duncan — vocals Liza Strike — backing vocals Barry St. John — backing vocals Lyrics: 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 home town, 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. BREATHE REPRISE~ 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. *********************************************

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