Intro: Lead Guitar (with percussion) Verse F#m A Tick-ing a-way the moments that make up a dull day; E F#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; E F#m wait-ing for some-one or some-thing to show_you the way.---- Dmaj7 Amaj7 Tired of ly--ing in the sun--shine,stay-ing home--to watch the rain, Dmaj7 Amaj7 Dmaj7 you are young and life is long,and there is time to k*ll to-day. C#m7 And then one day,you find--ten years have got be-hind you. Bm7 E F#m No one told you when to run....You missed the start--ing gun. Solo F#m A E F#m F#m A E F#m F#m A E F#m F#m A E F#m Dmaj7 Amaj7 Dmaj7 Amaj7 Dmaj7 C#7 Bm7 E Verse F#m A run and you run-to catch up with the Sun, but it's sink-ing; E F#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, E F#m short-er of breath, and one-day clos-er to death. Dmaj7 Amaj7 Ev--'ry year is get--ing short-er, nev-er seem to find the time. Dmaj7 Amaj7 Plans that ei-ther come to naught, or half a page of scrib-bled lines. Dmaj7 C#m7 Bm7 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.