[Part I: Time]
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*ticking clocks*
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*clocks ringing*
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[Instrumental Intro]
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[Verse 1: David Gilmour]
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Ticking away
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The moments that make up a dull day
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You fritter and waste the hours
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In an offhand way
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Kicking around on a piece of ground
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In your hometown
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Waiting for someone
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Or something to show you the way
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[Chorus: Richard Wright]
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Tired of lying in the sunshine
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Staying home to watch the rain
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You are young and life is long
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And there is time to kill today
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And then one day you find
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Ten years have got behind you
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No one told you when to run
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You missed the starting gun
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[Guitar Solo]
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[Verse 2: David Gilmour]
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And you run, and you run
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To catch up with the sun, but its sinking
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And racing around
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To come up behind you again
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The sun is the same in a relative way
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But youre older
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Shorter of breath
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And one day closer to death
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[Chorus: Richard Wright]
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Every year is getting shorter
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Never seem to find the time
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Plans that either come to naught
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Or half a page of scribbled lines
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Hanging on in quiet desperation
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Is the English way
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The time is gone, the song is over
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Thought Id something more to say
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[Part II: Breathe (In the Air) (Reprise)]
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[Outro: David Gilmour]
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Home, home again
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I like to be here when I can
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When I come home cold and tired
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Its good to warm my bones beside the fire
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Far away across the field
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The tolling of the iron bell
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Calls the faithful to their knees
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To hear the softly spoken magic spells
