Time

Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
 
 You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way
 Kicking around on a piece of ground in your hometown
 Waiting for someone or something to show you the way
 Tired of lying in the sunshine
 Staying home to watch the rain
 And you are young and life is long
 And there is time to kill today
 And then one day you find
 Ten years have got behind you
 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
 Racing around to come up behind you again
 The sun is the same in a 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
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 Home, home again
 I like to be 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 spells