Today is not just ambient Sunday, it’s the first day I got to see my mother in more than 9 months. I was so excited to finally go back home, see my family again, chilling “home”. As I walked this morning through Saint-Lazare, with this beautiful spring sun shining through the glass ceiling, I got nostalgia struck and came to a hard realization. Each year passing, Time by Pink Floyd seems more and more relatable. While clearly not ambient, since this track resonates and has resonated with me for so long, I would love to share it with you today, together with its lyrics which are worth pondering on.

Pink Floyd - Time (1973)
Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand 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

So 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

PS: here is the real ambient track from the Pink Floyd.