1:21:21
And you run,you run to catch up
with the sun, but it's sinking
1:21:29
And racing around
to come up behind you again
1:21:35
And the sun is the same
in a relative way, but you're older
1:21:43
Shorter of breath
and one day closer to death
1:21:50
Every year is getting shorter
1:21:54
Never seem to Fiind the time
1:21:57
Plans that either come to naught
1:22:01
Or half a page of scribbled lines
1:22:04
Hanging on
in quiet desperation
1:22:09
Is the English way
1:22:12
The time is gone
The song is over
1:22:15
Thought I'd something more to say
1:22:35
Home, home again
1:22:42
I like to be here when I can
1:22:49
And when I come home
cold and tired
1:22:56
It's good to warm my bones
beside the Fiire