Friday, May 09, 2008

Time


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 home town


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


No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun



So 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

1 comment:

Fariba said...

thats fucking my(most of ours) life story!"So 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