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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
And 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
Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
The time is gone, the song is over, thought I'd something more to say
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Viktoria Shorite 05/04/2006 21:21
interessante Arbeit...glg
Patrick B. Parenteau 03/04/2006 3:37
Hey you, welcome to the machine! You may feel, uncomfortably numb, with the differences between, us and them, but if you, speak to me, on the run, you will find the, time , to see if there's, anybody out there, behind the wall, or if it is just pigs, dogs and sheep, in the flesh, waiting to say, goodbye cruel world. All the best for Canada and Pink Floyd. Patrick