Chords for [Full HD] David Gilmour - Time - Live in Gdansk

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_ _ _ [E] _ You shouldn't waste the hours in an [F#m] offhand way, yeah. _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ [F#m] Kicking around on a piece of [A] ground in your hometown. _
_ _ _ [E] _ Waiting for someone or something to show you the [F#m] way. _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ Tired of lying in the [A] sunshine, staying home to watch the rain.
_ [D] You are young and life is long, [A] there is time to kill today.
[D] _ _ And then one day you find [C#m] _ ten years have got behind [Bm] you.
No one told you when to run, [E] _ you missed the starting _ [F#] gun. _
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_ _ _ And you [F#m] run, you run to catch up with the sun, [A] but it's sinking. _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] Racing around to come up behind you [F#m] _ again. _
_ _ [E] _ [F#m] The sun is the same in a relative way, [A] but you're older. _ _
_ _ _ [E] _ Shorter of breath, one day those [F#m] will be dead. _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ Every year is getting shorter, [A] _ never seem to find the time.
[D] _ Lines that either come to _ [A] note, a half a page of scribbled lines.
[D] _ Hanging on in quiet _ _ [C#m] desperation, _ dizzy English way.
[Bm] _ Time is gone, the song is over, thought I'd something [Am] more to _ [Em] say.
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_ _ [Em] _ _ _ Home, _ _ home [A] again. _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ [Em] _ I'd like to be here when [A] I _ can.
_ But _ [Em] _ _ when I come home old [A] and tired, _
_ _ _ _ it's [Em] good to warm my bones beside [A] the fire.
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Far away across the fields, [Bm] the tolling of the iron bell.
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Hold the faithful to their knees, [G] to hear the softly [D] _ [G#] spoken _ [Bm] magic spell. _ _ _ _