“Time” by Pink Floyd – Live Reunion 2005

At the London Live 8 event on July 2, 2005, Pink Floyd performed with Roger Waters reuniting with David Gilmour, Nick Mason, and Richard Wright. The band’s final concert with Waters was at Earls Court in London on June 17, 1981; this was the quartet’s first show as a group in more than 24 years.

The fourth song on The Dark Side of the Moon from 1973, “Time,” was also made available as a single in this country. The lyrics were written by bassist Roger Waters, while all four band members are given credit for the music. Together with guitarist David Gilmour, keyboardist Richard Wright sings lead vocals for the first time (until “Wearing the Inside Out” on The Division Bell).

The song’s opening clocks were individually recorded in an antiques shop. Following these clock sounds is a two-minute section that is dominated by Nick Mason’s drum solo with rototoms and a tick-tock sound made by Roger Waters picking two muted bass strings. Featuring Richard Wright singing lead on the bridges and David Gilmour singing lead on the lyrics.

RIP, Syd and Richard

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.
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.

 

So 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

When I come home
Cold and tired
It’s good to warm my bones
Beside the fire

Far away
Across the field
Tolling on the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spell

 

Songwriters: David Jon Gilmour / Nicholas Berkeley Mason / George Roger Waters / Richard William Wright

UMPG and BMG Rights Management are responsible for the song’s lyrics.

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