Time
The Pozo Seco Singers Lyrics


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Some people run, some people crawl
Some people don't even move at all
Some roads lead forward, some roads lead back
Some roads are bathed in light, some wrapped in fearful black

Time, oh time, where did you go?
Time, oh good, good time, where did you go?
Some people never get, some never give
Some people never die, and some never live
Some folks treat me mean, some treat me kind
Most folks just go their way, don't pay me any mind

Time, oh time, where did you go?
Time, oh good, good time, where did you go?

Sometimes I'm satisfied, sometimes I'm not
Sometimes my face is cold, sometimes it's hot
Sunset, I laugh
Sunrise, I cry
At midnight, I'm in between and wondering why





Time, oh time, where did you go?
Time, oh good, good time, where did you go?

Overall Meaning

The Pozo Seco Singers' song "Time" is a thoughtful contemplation on the mystery of time and its impact on human existence. The song begins by acknowledging the various ways in which people move through life, some running, some crawling, and some not moving at all. The lyrics go on to describe the many different paths that people take, some leading forward, others leading back, and some shrouded in darkness. The first chorus poses the question, "Time, oh time, where did you go?" as a way of expressing the fleeting nature of time and the way in which it seems to slip away so quickly.


The second verse explores the various experiences that people have, from those who never get anything to those who never give, and from those who never die to those who never truly live. The lyrics also address the way in which people are treated by others, with some being kind and others being mean. The second chorus repeats the question of the first, underscoring the sense of time passing and the fleeting nature of human experience.


The final verse of the song turns inward, exploring the way in which the singer experiences the passage of time. Sometimes he is satisfied, sometimes not, and his face may be hot or cold. He laughs at sunset and cries at sunrise, and at midnight he is "in between," wondering why time seems to move so quickly. The chorus is repeated one final time, with the question, "Time, oh good, good time, where did you go?" suggesting a sense of longing and a desire to hold onto the passing moments of life.


Line by Line Meaning

Some people run, some people crawl
People move through life at different paces and with different levels of effort.


Some people don't even move at all
Some people are stationary and lack the motivation to progress.


Some roads lead forward, some roads lead back
Different paths in life can lead to either progression or regression.


Some roads are bathed in light, some wrapped in fearful black
Some paths are illuminated with hope while others are obscured by fear and uncertainty.


Time, oh time, where did you go?
The passing of time is a constant reminder of how fleeting life is.


Some people never get, some never give
Some individuals lack the ability to receive and give in equal measure.


Some people never die, and some never live
Some people exist without truly experiencing the joys and hardships of life.


Some folks treat me mean, some treat me kind
People can behave in a wide spectrum of ways towards each other.


Most folks just go their way, don't pay me any mind
People are often self-absorbed and may not take notice of others around them.


Sometimes I'm satisfied, sometimes I'm not
Feelings of contentment and dissatisfaction can coexist within an individual over time.


Sometimes my face is cold, sometimes it's hot
Emotions can be intense and ever-changing.


Sunset, I laugh
Sunset can signify a moment of joy and fulfillment.


Sunrise, I cry
Sunrise can represent a new beginning which can be both exciting and intimidating.


At midnight, I'm in between and wondering why
Midnight is a time of transition from one day to the next, and can inspire introspection.




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Michael Merchant

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@samescobar1065

Yeah I remember it, was getting ready to leave for Nam and thinking about times, well I made it back after two tour's in Nam, 78 now and remember that song well.

@muffs55mercury61

So glad you made it home alive. My brother did several tours over there, 1967-70. Came home alive, body unhurt but not entirely unscathed if you know what I mean.

@samescobar1065

@@muffs55mercury61 yes I know exactly, tell your brother welcome home for me, and thank you very much I appreciate it.

@muffs55mercury61

@@samescobar1065 Thank you. He turned 75 last November and is doing well as expected. Besides all the bullets he beat malaria and so far never had lung cancer due to his smoking (he finally stopped about seven years ago but still uses medical weed) Our youngest Nam vets will turn 70 this year. How time passes.

@user-ht6ou9vc6w

After college, flying T-38's in West Te3xas and listening to my albums. Never saw the girl left behind again.

@muffs55mercury61

At the time (early 1966) I was not doing good in school and was calling myself a failure even at that young age of 11. Then the music of the time just gave me a big boost and the rest of the year I made quite a turnaround. Music works miracles in many aspects of life. This one turned out not to be a big hit but our DJs did try and promote it by giving it airplay.

@LarryNeie-lj7zc

I was teenager when this song was first on the radio. Now at 72 I appreciate it so much more. Those young people creating such a classic recording.

@johnj.flanagan-songsoffaith

This song always moved me, and now, as I approach 79, even more so. God bless. Thank for sharing, friend.

@oppothumbs1

A haunting tune for the ages. This song and a thousand other reasons strengthened my conviction that there was no god.

@guermeisterdoodlebug7980

In 1966 I was stationed at Fort Bragg preparing to deploy to Vietnam. One weekend I went to a small club in town (Fayetteville) to hear an unknown group called Pozo Seco singers. That night it was revealed that their recordings of “Time” had zoomed up the charts giving them national notoriety, but the group honored the previous commitment to perform at this small local bar. Of course, they performed “Time” for the fairly small group of us who turned out. I believe they said that was the last such commitment they were honoring since they were moving into the big leagues. And shortly afterward my unit deployed to Vietnam where I spent 1967.

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