Ticking away the moments
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That make up a dull day
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Fritter and waist the hours
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In an off-hand way
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Kicking around on piece of ground
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In your home town
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Waiting for someone or Something
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To show you the way
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Tired of lying in the sunshine
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Staying home to watch the rain
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You are young and life is long
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And there is time to kill
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And then one day you find
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Ten years have got behind you
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No one told you where to run
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You missed the starting gun
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And so you run and you run
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To catch up with sun
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But it's sinking
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Racing around
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To Come up behind you again
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The sun is the same
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In a relative way
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But you're older
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Shorter of breath
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And one day closer to death
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Every year is getting shorter
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Never seem to find the time
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Pans that either come to naught
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Or half a page of scribbled line
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Hanging on in quiet desperation
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Is the English way
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The Time is gone
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The song is over
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Thought I'd something more to say
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Time
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Godsmack |