Ticking away the moments
That make up a dull day
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 the 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
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
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
Tolling on the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spell...
That make up a dull day
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 the 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
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
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
Tolling on the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spell...
Time lyrics © T.R.O. INC., Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt
Music Publishing Ltd., EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing
LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
http://graphis-artwork.blogspot.ro/2012/11/autumn-story.html, http://graphis-artwork.blogspot.ro/2012/09/lotus-breathe-of-zen.html
http://graphis-artwork.blogspot.ro/2012/11/the-forgotten-mosilor-street-bucharest.html
http://graphis-artwork.blogspot.ro/2012/07/jonathan-livingston-seagull-by-richard.htmlhttp://graphis-artwork.blogspot.ro/2012/09/photographis-istanbul-and-its-many-faces.html
http://graphis-artwork.blogspot.ro/2012/07/thassos-livadi-beach.htmlhttp://graphis-artwork.blogspot.ro/2012/07/transalpina-road-transalpina-part-1.html
http://graphis-artwork.blogspot.ro/2012/07/my-wish-for-you.html
http://graphis-artwork.blogspot.ro/2012/05/wearing-inside-out-life-for-sale.html
http://graphis-artwork.blogspot.ro/2012/01/protest.html
Wonderful photographs!
ReplyDeleteHas tenido un gran año fotográfico, Daliana!!!
ReplyDeleteFelicidades y que el próximo sea aún mejor que este, amiga!!! ;)
Super.De belles émotions.
ReplyDeleteBonne année !
Mitch
2012 .... beauty, barrenness, reflections, children, hope, the Black Sea, Greek islands, folklore, customs, beliefs, ruins .... many photographs illustrating many people, places and things .... many photographs revealing many emotions, dreams, hopes, fears, ambitions ....
ReplyDeleteI like your initial photograph best, Daliana. There are others on this page which might surpass it, I suppose, but life is a road, so I like it best. This view might be at the start of a year, with the traveler trying to see what lies ahead. Or, perhaps, it is a look over the shoulder at the road just traveled as the year draws to its end; a last look at what has been left behind, a visual search for something unique and meaningful to be found in another year of our life.
Your photography is second to none.
An unbelievably beautiful set of photographs.
ReplyDeleteWonderful post Daliana. Wish you a Happy New Year 2013 !
ReplyDeleteUn an nou cat mai bun. La multi Ani!
ReplyDeletesuperba ca intotdeauna seria fotografiilor tale! am revazut cu drag "ochii Sibiului". Masca de lemn, mi-am cumparat-o si eu de la Sinaia, vara ce a trecut.
ReplyDeleteDaliana draga, doresc sa-ti transmit gândurile mele bune, sa-ti urez sanatate si numai bucurii în Anul 2013! La multi ani!
..frumoase!!!...salutări zâmbitoare :)
ReplyDeletewonderful, georgeous, amazing.... what a great review! :)
ReplyDeletefantastic shots, dear daliana!!
ReplyDeleteit's really hard to pick a favourite.
a very happy new year for you and your loved ones and
all the best in 2013!
big hugs.
Hi Wind,
ReplyDeleteI could see the transition of seasons in 2012. It's a fantastic series of amazing photos!
I wish you a Happy New Year.
Yoshi
P.S. I just started having the second blog.
Amazing year was visiting your blog :) So full of everything, emotions, reflections, creations, thoughts, surprises... Hope next year You will continue inspiring all of us!
ReplyDeleteMy best wishes ;)
really amazing shots!
ReplyDeleteUn memento foarte bine alcatuit, Daliana.
ReplyDeleteIti doresc un An Nou Fericit, sanatate si nenumarate fotografii minunate, asa cum ne-ai obisnuit.
La Multi Ani!
Nice and creative New Year!
ReplyDeletesuch incredible photos of 2012!
ReplyDeleteHAPPY new year!! *cheers*
Happy 2013! All the best for you this new year. :)
ReplyDeleteAdoro i primi paesaggi...
ReplyDeleteGli occhi della bambina sono forse più luminosi del mare e del ghiaccio!
La barca: un soggetto che mi affascina molto.