Slow

Take your time and miss that train
It ain't no crime to be late again

Walk slowly and avoid the pain
Caused by stress that drives us insane

When the others get up, won't u take that seat
The doors will close, don't move your feet
And then it's time you stopped to worry you could not meet
The expectations that busy Men decreed

Drink that wine that took ages to peak
It was traditionally made, let the craftsmen speak

Take your time to cook that meat
No need for microwave and no immediate heat

When the others get up for a quick drive back home
Walk out that door, so many streets to roam
When the others won't stop using their GPS
Throw it outside, discover what you'd miss

Lose those wheels and be carried by your feet
Go wherever they take you, no deadline to beat

Take that boat for a one-week-stream
An airplane won't provide the same dream

When the others get up, no need to jump to your feet
Stay in your chair, so many books to read
When the others speed up, just drive down a slow lane street
And when it's green you stop; it's the timetable's defeat



Credits
Writer(s): Sebastien Kellner
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