Too much running with blind eyes
Fickle rat race, fickle prize
Too much grasping at fake things
Empty hands and hurt feelings
Too much action not enough
Of that silent stare of love

Too much looking far ahead
What if this in case of that?
Placing Hope in the next step
But tripping on the one I’m in
Not enough of asking questions
Skipping only to the answers

So Slow down. The earth will turn without your willing it.
Slow down. And the fire burns without your touching it.
Slow down. Calm this restless heart of mine.

Too much thinking, too much time
To get our hopes hung from these lines
So too much weight hangs from our
Before the journey’s even complete.
There’s too much aching, a silent shout
Cut the lines, let them fall down

Chorus

Bridge:
And there’s one thing, one thing that I missed
Cause there’s too much to do on my list
I need three, three, three other me’s
And what for, what for, I can’t see the reason
For the five things that I forgot to do, and that was

Slow Down (chorus)