Time

Intro: (Em  F#m (5x)  A  Em  F#m  
   

  F#m                                  A   
 Ticking away the moments that make a dull day   
       E                                    F#m   
 You fritter and waste the hours in an off hand way   
  F#m                                         A   
 Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town   
  E                                               F#m    
 Waiting for someone or something to show you the way   

  D7M                             A7M     
 Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain   
 D7M                                   A7M   
 You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today   
 D7M                       C#m7      
 And then one day you find ten years have got behind you   
 Bm7                          E   
 No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun   
   
 Solo  F#m A E F#m A E Dm7 A7M Dm7 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    
 And racing around to come up behind you again   
     F#m                                            A   
 The sun is the same in the relative way but you're older   
       E                                      F#m   
 And shorter of breath and one day closer to death   
  D7M                           A7M             
 Every year is getting shorter never seem to find the time   
  D7M                                 A7M     
 Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines   
D7M                         C#m7   
 Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way   
     Bm7                           Bm7                 F        Em                     
 The time is gone the song is over thought I'd something more to say   


 (Em7 A7)  

Em7          A7  
Home, home again.  
Em7                      A7  
I like to be here when I can.  
Em7                       A7  
When I come home cold and tired  
     Em7                             A7  
It's good to warm my bones beside the fire.  
C7+  
Far away across the field  
    Bm7  
The tolling of the iron bell  
F7+  
Calls the faithful to their knees  
   G7+              D7/9+   Cº      Bm7  
To hear the softly spoken magic spells.