[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