IRC-Galleria

Tired of lying in the sunshine, staying home to watch the rain,
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 where to run, you missed the starting gun.

And you run, and you run to catch up to the sun, but it's sinking,
And racing around, to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older,
Shorter of breath, and one day closer to death.
(Pink Floyd)