Always in a rush, goin' somewhere
Each day it feels harder to stay sane
Turned a blind eye on my tangled issues
Poured salt on my bleeding scar-tissues
Days are filled with disarray
There must be another way

If we forget what we live for
Then it's time to slow down
But the spirit of the times
it won't give you time to think twice

Find it hard to adapt to sudden changes
And I'm sick of these rapid glimpses
I'd like to take a good look what life is all about
Without hangups and sensations of doubt.

If we forget what we live for
Then it's time to slow down
But the spirit of the times
it won't give you time to think twice