Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an off-hand 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
This reminds me of a joke where a student tells the teacher that if they had only one more hour of life, they would spend it in that teacher’s class. The teacher gets moved by the comment and, while wiping a tear, asks why the student would choose their class to spend the last hour, and the student says that it’s because that hour would feel like an eternity.