Thứ 2 (08/09)
Monday, September 8, 2008 11:50:00 AM
Hôm nay là cái ngày gì không biết nữa. Ra đường thì đụng xe, may mà trình cao nên không sao
. Về nhà thì... Dao ai mài mà sắc thế ![]()
Hôm nay đúng là cái ngày quái đản.
Bài này càng nghe càng thấy hay!
TIME
Pink Floyd
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Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an off hand 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.
And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking
And 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.
Breathe (reprise)
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
The tolling of the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly
spoken magic spells.









