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Ticking away the moments |
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That make up a dull day |
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Fritter and waste the hours |
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In an off-hand way |
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Kicking around on a piece of ground |
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In your home town |
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Waiting for someone or something |
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To show you the way |
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Tired of lying in the sunshine |
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Staying home to watch the rain |
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You are young and life is long |
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And there is time to kill today |
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And then the one day you find |
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Ten years have got behind you |
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No one told you when to run |
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You missed the starting gun |
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And you run and you run |
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To catch up with the sun |
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But it's sinking |
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Racing around |
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To come up behind you again |
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The sun is the same |
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In a relative way |
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But you're older |
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Shorter of breath |
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And one day closer to death |
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Every year is getting shorter |
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Never seem to find the time |
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Plans that either come to naught |
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Or half a page of scribbled lines |
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Hanging on in quiet desperation |
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Is the English way |
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The time is gone |
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The song is over |
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Thought I'd something more to say |
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Home |
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Home again |
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I like to be here |
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When I can |
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When I come home |
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Cold and tired |
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It's good to warm my bones |
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Beside the fire |
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Far away |
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Across the field |
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Tolling on the iron bell |
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Calls the faithful to their knees |
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To hear the softly spoken magic spell... |