E F#m E F#m E F#m E F#m A E F#m F#m A Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day E F#m Fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way F#m A Kicking around on a piece of ground in your hometown E F#m Waiting for someone or something to show you the way Chorus: D Tired of lying in the sunshine, A staying home to watch the rain D You are young and life is long, A And there is time to kill today D C#m And then one day you find, Ten years have got behind you Bm E No one told you when to run. You missed the starting gun F#m A E F#m F#m A E F#m F#m A E F#m F#m A E F#m D A D A D C#m Bm E F#m And you run, and you run to catch up A With the sun, but it's sinking E F#m Racing around to come up behind you again F#m The sun is the same in a relative way, A But you're older E F#m Shorter of breath, and one day closer to death Chorus: D Every year is getting shorter, A Never seem to find the time. D Plans that either come to naught, A Or half a page of scribbled lines. D C#m Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way. Bm The time is gone, the song is over. F Thought I'd something more to say. Em A Em A Em A Home, home again Em A I like to be here when I can Em A When I come home, cold and tired Em A It's good to warm my bones beside the fire C Far away, across the field Bm Tolling on the iron bell F Calls the faithful to their knees G D C Bm To hear the softly spoken magic spell | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA C C#m D E Em F F#m G Bm |