[00:19.890]Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
[00:28.190]You’re fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way
[00:36.790]Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
[00:45.090]Waiting for someone or something to show you the way
[00:53.890]Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain
[01:02.290]You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
[01:11.890]And then one day you find ten years have got behind you
[01:19.490]No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun
[02:03.090]And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking
[02:10.090]And racing around to come up behind you again
[02:19.890]The sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older
[02:28.090]Shorter of breath and one day closer to death
[02:37.190]Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
[02:45.690]Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
[02:54.090]Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
[03:02.490]The time is gone, the song is over, thought I'd something more to say
[03:29.490]Home home again,
[03:37.490]I like to be here when I can
[03:45.090]And when I come home cold and tired
[03:54.490]It's good to warm my bones beside the fire
[04:02.290]Far away across the filed
[04:06.190]The tolling of the iron bell
[04:11.190]Calls the faithful to their knees To hear the softly spoken magic spells