Time

Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day

You fritter and waste the hours in an off-hand way

Picking 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

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

Noone told you when to run, you missed the starting gun



You run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking

And 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 has come this song is over

Thought I'd something more to say

Author's Notes/Comments: 

PINK FLOYD RULES B!!!!!

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