| Ticking away the moments
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| That make up a dull day
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| Fritter and waste the hours
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| In an off-hand way
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| Kicking around on a 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 today
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| And then the one day you find
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| Ten years have got behind you
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| No one told you when to run
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| You missed the starting gun
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| Breathe, breathe in the air.
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| Don’t be afraid to care.
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| Leave, don’t leave me.
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| Look around and choose your own ground.
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| Long you live and high you fly
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| smiles you’ll give and tears you’ll cry
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| all you touch and all you see
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| Is all your life will ever be.
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| Run, rabbit run.
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| Dig that hole, FORget the sun,
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| And when at last the work is done
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| Don’t sit down it’s time to dig another one.
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| For long you live and high you fly
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| But only if you ride the tide
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| And balanced on the biggest wave
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| You race towards an early grave. |