Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
Fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way
Dicking around on a piece of ground in your hometown
Waiting for 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 today
And then one day you find
Ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you've missed the starting gun
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 wau 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 always come to naught, half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on, in quiet desperation