Tuesday, February 03, 2009

Time

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 its sinking
And racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in the relative way, but youre 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 Id something more to say

Home, home again
I like to be here when I can
And when I come home cold and tired
Its 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.

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Lyrics by David Gilmour and Roger Waters

9 Comments:

Blogger Ali said...

RIP Duck. You will be missed.

February 03, 2009 2:18 PM  
Blogger Mike Beversluis said...

Ah, man, that was too soon. RIP and condolences to his loved ones.

February 03, 2009 4:17 PM  
Blogger erp said...

Good God. This is awful.

February 03, 2009 6:40 PM  
Blogger Susan's Husband said...

Goodbye, Duck.

I think this was my first interaction with Duck, way back in Dec 2002. So long and yet so short.

February 03, 2009 6:57 PM  
Blogger Harry Eagar said...

Bad news.

When news like this comes, the line 'Johnny, we hardly knew ye' seems appropriate.

February 03, 2009 7:26 PM  
Blogger Peter Burnet said...

I feel just awful.

With thanks and apologies to KatieAnn Okrzesik:

To Duck we now must say goodbye
He wouldn't want to hear us cry...

A sweeter man we've never met
In our hearts we'll never forget!

The angels came to take him home,
Now we are left on earth to roam.

His time was long, yet seemed too short
To memories now we must resort.

For everyone he had a smile
And he loved to sit and talk awhile.

Now in our hearts Duck still
lives on
Until our time on earth is gone...

Then once again we'll join our
friend
Together in time that will never end!


RIP, Duck. Best wishes to you, Skipper.

February 04, 2009 2:23 AM  
Blogger Brit said...

RIP Robert.

I've posted my own tribute here.

February 04, 2009 2:58 AM  
Blogger monix said...

RIP Robert. Sorry you never made that trip to Devon.

February 04, 2009 6:27 AM  
Blogger Bret said...

Bummer. RIP Duck. Quite a shock - living here in very, very safe America, I'm not used to people dying. It sucks.

February 05, 2009 9:46 AM  

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