Intro: (Em F#m (5x) A Em F#m F#m A Ticking away the moments that make a dull day E F#m You fritter and waste the hours in an off hand way F#m A Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town E F#m Waiting for someone or something to show you the way D7M A7M Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain D7M A7M You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today D7M C#m7 And then one day you find ten years have got behind you Bm7 E No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun Solo F#m A E F#m A E Dm7 A7M Dm7 C#m Bm E F#m A And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking E F#m And racing around to come up behind you again F#m A The sun is the same in the relative way but you're older E F#m And shorter of breath and one day closer to death D7M A7M Every year is getting shorter never seem to find the time D7M A7M Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines D7M C#m7 Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way Bm7 Bm7 F Em The time is gone the song is over thought I'd something more to say (Em7 A7) Em7 A7 Home, home again. Em7 A7 I like to be here when I can. Em7 A7 When I come home cold and tired Em7 A7 It's good to warm my bones beside the fire. C7+ Far away across the field Bm7 The tolling of the iron bell F7+ Calls the faithful to their knees G7+ D7/9+ Cº Bm7 To hear the softly spoken magic spells.
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