And you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it’s sinking…



Warsaw, Poland
Summer 2018

A casual moment as a man makes his way across Most Poniatowskiego on a warm summer evening recently.  I love vignettes of little moments like this and how they stick with me for days after, stewing and waiting for me to give the image some life and share the moment. A simple occassion that we all see and let pass before us, but for some reason in my nostalgic idea of life, these pieces of time summon up every single summer night I spent in my earlier days seeking experience and looking for adventure. Adventure was had and experience was gained…although not always in the most pleasant of ways or circumstances.

The title comes from one of my all-time favorite Pink Floyd tracks and one that I think about often at sunset and just about every other minute of the day. Enjoy.


Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
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
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

And you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it’s sinking
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

Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
The time is gone, the song is over, thought I’d something more to say

Home, home again
I like to be here when I can
When I come home cold and tired
It’s good to warm my bones beside the fire
Far away, across the field
The tolling of the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spell