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Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day |
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You fritter and waste the hours in an off hand way |
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Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town |
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Waiting for someone or something to show you the way |
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Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain |
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You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today |
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And then the one day you find ten years have got behind you |
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No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun |
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And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking |
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And racing around to come up behind you again |
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The sun is the same in the relative way, but you're older |
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And shorter of breath and one day closer to death |
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Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time |
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Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines |
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Hanging on in quiet desparation in the English way |
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The time is gone the song is over, thought I'd something more to say |
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