Intro: Lead Guitar (with percussion)]
VerseF#mA
Tick-ing a-way the moments that make up a dull day;
EF#m
frit-ter and waste the hours in an off-hand way;
A
Kick-ing a-round on a piece of ground--in your hometown;
EF#m
wait-ing for some-one or some-thing to show_you the way.----
Dmaj7Amaj7
Tired of ly--ing in the sun--shine,stay-ing home--to watch the rain,
Dmaj7Amaj7Dmaj7
you are young and life is long,and there is time to kill to-day.
C#m7
And then one day,you find--ten years have got be-hind you.
Bm7EF#m
No one told you when to run....You missed the start--ing gun.
[Solo]
F#mAEF#mF#mAEF#mF#mAEF#mF#mAEF#mDmaj7Amaj7Dmaj7Amaj7Dmaj7C#7Bm7EVerseF#mA
run and you run-to catch up with the Sun, but it's sink-ing;
EF#m
rac-ing a-round to come up be--hind you a--gain.
A
The Sun is the same in a rel-a-tive way, but you're old-er,
EF#m
short-er of breath, and one-day clos-er to death.
Dmaj7Amaj7
Ev--'ry year is get--ing short-er, nev-er seem to find the time.
Dmaj7Amaj7
Plans that ei-ther come to naught, or half a page of scrib-bled lines.
Dmaj7C#m7Bm7
Hang-ing on in qui-et des--per-a---tion is the Eng-lish way. The time is gone.
-9
Bm7
-5
The song is o--ver. Thought I'd some-thing more to say.
This arrangement for the song is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song. You may only use this for private study, scholarship, or research.