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 Ticking away the moments that make up  dull day
 You fritter and waste the hours in an  way.
 Kicking around on a piece of ground in your  town
 Waiting  someone or something to show you the way.
 
 
 Tired  lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain.
 You are young and life is long and there is time to kill 
 
 And then one day you find ten years have got  you.
 
 No one told you when to run, you missed the  gun.
 
 
 So you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's 
 Racing around  come up behind you again.
 
 The sun is the same in  relative way but you're older,
 
 Shorter of  and one day closer to death.
 
 
 Every year is getting shorter  seem to find the time.
 Plans that  come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
  on in quiet desperation is the English way
 The time is gone, the  is over,
 Thought I'd  more to say.