Looking back at this question, the best one can't come any sooner.

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

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

I don't really think about things that way.

[11-10-17]

For the former to be true, it assumes the troubles stop.

Pessimistic about the future, so the latter doesn't really seem too likely, for the moment anyway