Slow Down


The world keeps spinning,
And my feet stop moving.
I can't catch up.
This fast pace life is no life to live.
It's no life to envy, no life to desire.
It's going by too fast.
Too fast to realize what you missed, or what you could have become.
I can't catch up.
I kept the world keep spinning
But I kept my feet from moving.
I realized I'm right here, where I'm supposed to be.
We are all the dreamers, we are all the damned.

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