Life Moves Slow
A man who looks like he's
From a cartoon strip
Speaks in bubble words
Says to me, "why don't you stop?"
And take a look around
And notice what you've got
List your gratitude
Adopt a more wholesome attitude
Life moves slow
You keep up pace
With the neighbours
The same old faces
Same old problems
Always there
Circulating in their heads
And their conversations
And deliberations
Seeking confrontation
To escape
If you wait in line, sir
We'll see you in time, sir
But life moves slow
Ever do what's right
Knowing that it's wrong?
If only you stop and and think
But now I avoid all that overthinking
Underthinking
Any thinking
Running around like there's nothing else to do
Talking to people that I don't really like
And when I'm tired, I close my eyes
And fly somewhere else
Life moves slow
You keep up pace
With the neighbours
The same old faces
Same old problems
Always there
Circulating in their heads
And their conversations
And deliberations
Seeking confrontation
To escape
If you wait in line, sir
We'll see you in time, sir
But life moves slow
Silly me
It's too late
I had my chance and closed the gate
Silly me
It's too late
I had my chance and closed the gate
From a cartoon strip
Speaks in bubble words
Says to me, "why don't you stop?"
And take a look around
And notice what you've got
List your gratitude
Adopt a more wholesome attitude
Life moves slow
You keep up pace
With the neighbours
The same old faces
Same old problems
Always there
Circulating in their heads
And their conversations
And deliberations
Seeking confrontation
To escape
If you wait in line, sir
We'll see you in time, sir
But life moves slow
Ever do what's right
Knowing that it's wrong?
If only you stop and and think
But now I avoid all that overthinking
Underthinking
Any thinking
Running around like there's nothing else to do
Talking to people that I don't really like
And when I'm tired, I close my eyes
And fly somewhere else
Life moves slow
You keep up pace
With the neighbours
The same old faces
Same old problems
Always there
Circulating in their heads
And their conversations
And deliberations
Seeking confrontation
To escape
If you wait in line, sir
We'll see you in time, sir
But life moves slow
Silly me
It's too late
I had my chance and closed the gate
Silly me
It's too late
I had my chance and closed the gate
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Writer(s): Michael Allen
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