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 hometown Waiting for someone or something To show the way Tired of lying in the sunshine Staying here to watch the rain You are young and life is long There's always time to kill today And then one day you'll 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 oggjp,hcmp.eggrb But its sinking Racing around to come up behind you again The sun is the same in the 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 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 spell
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