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Running Out of Time (Again)

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[Verse 1] There's a record on the turntable spinning ghosts from seventy-nine All the heroes in the line-up know sound a lot like younger times I used to play these songs for hours chasing something in the air Now the chords feel like a photograph of a life that wasn't there [Pre-Chorus] Everybody's going somewhere Everybody's got their name in lights Everybody found their moment I was busy missing mine [Chorus] I'm running out of time again Watching every door closing Every road I never wandered Every song I didn't sing Running out of time again Every year just slips away Every dream I let get older Every chance I gave away I'm running out of time again [Verse 2] There's a neon sign still glowing down on Avenue B Where the bands play every Friday night like a man I used to be I remember chasing midnight with a guitar and a light Saying someday I'll be someone, now someday's passing by [Pre-Chorus] Everybody's going somewhere Everybody's moving on Everybody found their moment I'm still waiting on my song [Chorus] I'm running out of time again Watching every door closing Every road I never wandered Every song I didn't sing Running out of time again Every year just slips away Every dream I let get older Every chance I gave away [Bridge] Maybe time's a crooked mirror Maybe fate just missed the cue Maybe every road I didn't take is still waiting somewhere too If the clock could just forgive me If the night could let me try To write a song that lasts forever before the last goodbye [Chorus] I'm running out of time again But the night won't let me sleep Every second keeps reminding me of a man I'm meant to be Running out of time again But the fire's still the same If there's one more song inside me I won't let it fade away I'm running out of time again Watching every door closing Every road I never wandered Every song I didn't sing Running out of time again Every year just slips away Every dream I let get older Every chance I gave away [Outro] There's a record on the turntable spinning somewhere in the dark And a song I almost finished still waiting for its spark