Simplified Chords Time

Time by Pink Floyd discusses the passage of time and is notable for being part of the concept album The Dark Side of the Moon. The lyrics, penned by Roger Waters, serve as a commentary on how people squander their lives and suddenly realize that they have run out of time. The song is renowned for its iconic opening with clocks alarms, symbolizing the harsh wake-up call of passing time. Time stands as a core piece in The Dark Side of the Moon, sig ... See more [+]

Key:  F#m
F#m
                                       
A
 
Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
E
                                          
F#m
 
Fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way
F#m
                                         
A
 
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your hometown
E
                                                 
F#m
 
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way

D
                               
A
     
Tired of lying in the sunshine, staying home to watch the rain
D
                                   
A
     
You are young and life is long, and there is time to kill today
D
                              
C#m
  
     And then one day you find,   ten years have got behind you
Bm
                            
E
 
No one told you when to run ... You missed the starting gun

F#m
    
A
    
E
    
F#m
 
D
      
A
      
D
      
A
      
D
      
C#m
   
Bm
   
E
 

         
F#m
                                                
A
 
And you run and you run to catch up with the Sun, but it's sinking;
E
                                     
F#m
 
Racing around to come up behind you again.
    
F#m
                                            
A
 
The Sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older,
E
                                         
F#m
 
shorter of breath, and one day closer to death.
D
                              
A
     
Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time.
D
                                    
A
     
Plans that either come to naught, or half a page of scribbled lines.
D
                         
C#m
  
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way.
    
Bm
                              
Bm
                    
F
   
The time is gone, the song is over. Thought I'd something more to say.
Em7
       
A
    
Em7
       
A
 

Em
            
A
 
 Home, home again
Em
                       
A
 
I like to be here when I can
Em
                          
A
 
 When I come home, cold and tired
Em
                                   
A
 
It's good to warm my bones beside the fire
C
     
Far away, across the field
Bm
  
Tolling on the iron bell
F
     
Calls the faithful to their knees
G
                  
D7
   
D7
      
Bm
 
To hear the softly spoken magic spell