[Intro]
[Spoken: David Gilmour]
"Good times are passing by, they're carrying on, and they will continue to carry on."
[Verse 1: David Gilmour, Roger Waters]
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
[Chorus: Richard Wright, Johnathan Wilson, Roger Waters]
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
[Guitar Solo]
[Verse 2: David Gilmour, Roger Waters]
And you run, and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again
Thе sun is the same in a relativе way, but you're older
Shorter of breath, and one day closer to death
[Chorus: Richard Wright, Johnathan Wilson, Roger Waters]
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
[Spoken: David Gilmour]
"Good times are passing by, they're carrying on, and they will continue to carry on."
[Verse 1: David Gilmour, Roger Waters]
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
[Chorus: Richard Wright, Johnathan Wilson, Roger Waters]
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
[Guitar Solo]
[Verse 2: David Gilmour, Roger Waters]
And you run, and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again
Thе sun is the same in a relativе way, but you're older
Shorter of breath, and one day closer to death
[Chorus: Richard Wright, Johnathan Wilson, Roger Waters]
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
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