Not Quite My Tempo

I have been worried for a while
About the stupid things
And so I lost my (fairest) wings
Trying to follow the bpm
To always stay in sync
That's how I (always) used to think
"Gather ye rosebuds while ye may
Old time is still a-flying
And this flower that smiles today
Tomorrow will be a-dying"
By scratching the surface I threw
Away the old for the new
I let go and everything went well
I let go, and there it was
I have been worried for a while
To always stay in sync
That's how I (always) used to think
I lost control and now I learned
That it is not that strange
To accept that things can (really) change
I listened to the Stones
I understood the grace
Of traveling on notes
The 12 bars of our lives
Move forward and pull back
Not too slow, not too fast
Take care of the track
The right beat comes at last
Not quite my tempo



Credits
Writer(s): Antonio Tortorello
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