[02:05.00]Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
[02:12.51]You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way.
[02:20.00]Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
[02:27.37]Waiting for someone or something to show you the way.
[02:34.41]Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain.
[02:42.42]You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today.
[02:50.14]And then one day you find ten years have got behind you.
[02:57.67]No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun.
[04:30.33]And you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking
[04:38.09]Racing around to come up behind you again.
[04:45.09]The sun is the same in a relative way but you're older,
[04:52.15]Shorter of breath and one day closer to death.
[04:59.45]Every year is getting shorter never seem to find the time.
[05:07.00]Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
[05:14.54]Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
[05:21.70]The time is gone, the song is over,
[05:25.47]Thought I'd something more to say.
[05:46.39]Home
[05:48.52]Home again
[05:53.58]I like to be here
[05:56.39]When I can
[06:01.05]When I come home
[06:03.78]Cold and tired
[06:08.29]It's good to warm my bones beside the fire
[06:16.00]
[06:17.44]Across the field
[06:19.54]Tolling on the iron bell
[06:23.36]Calls the faithful to their knees
[06:27.08]To hear the softly spoken magic spell