Chords for Wrathchild America - Time [Pink Floyd cover] (with lyrics)

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[E] _ [Em] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [D] _
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[F#] Ticking away the moments [G#] that make up a [A] dull day. _
[E] Sprinter and wasting hours in a [F#] hotman [E] way.
[F#] _ _
[F#] Ticking [F#] around on a [G#m] piece of [A] ground in your hometown.
[E] _ [A] _
[E] Waiting for someone or something to [F#] show you the [E] way.
[F#] _ [B] _
[D] Tired of lying in the [A] sunshine, staying home to watch the rain.
[D] You are young and life is [A] long.
There's always time to feel today.
[D] And then one day you'll [C#m] find, 10 years have got behind [Bm] you.
No one told you when to [E] run.
You [F] missed the [F#] start of your run.
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[E] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ [C#] _ [F#m] _ [E] _
[F#] _ _ _ [C#] _ [A] _ [C#] _ [A] _ [D] _
[E] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ [B] _
[F#m] _ _ [F#] _ [C#] _ [A] _ _ _ _
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[E] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ [Em] _ [F#] _ [Bm] _
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[D] _ _ _ _ [A] _ So _
[D] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
[F#] you run and you run to catch up with the sun [A] but it's sinking. _ _
[E] Racing around to come [F] up behind [F#] you again.
[C#] _ [F#] _ [G]
[F#] The sun is the same in a [G#] relative way but [A] you're older. _ _
[E] Shorter on breath, one [G] day, not to [F#] the death.
[B] _ [F#m] _ [B]
[D] Every year is getting shorter, [A] never seem to find the time.
[D] Plans that neither come to naught, [A] are half a page of scribbled lines.
[D] Hanging on in quiet [C#m] desperation is the English way.
[Bm] The time is gone, the [B] song is over, all that's [F] something more to [E] say.
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[E] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[E] _ Home, [A] home again. _ _
[E] I [Em] like to be here [A] when I can. _ _
[E] _ [Em] When I come home [A] cold and tired, _ [E] it's [Em] good to warm my bones [A] beside the fire. _ _
[C] Far away, across the [Bm] fields, holding on the iron bell.
[B] [F] Dolls are faithful to their [G] needs, to hear the [Dm] softly [Cm] spoken [Bm] magic spell. _ _ _ _ _
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