RushTime Stands Still

I turn my back to the wind To catch my breath Before I start off again Driven on without a moment to spend To pass an evening With a drink and a friend. I let my skin get too thin I'd like to pause No matter what I pretend Like some pilgrim who learns to transcend Learns to live as if each step was the end. Time stand still I'm not looking back But I want to look around me now See more of the people And the places that surround me now. Freeze this moment A little bit longer Make each sensation A little bit stronger Experience slips away. I turn my face to the sun Close my eyes Let my defenses down All those wounds That I can't get unwound. I let my past go too fast No time to pause If I could slow it all down Like some captain Whose ship runs aground I can wait until the tide Comes around. Make each impression A little bit stronger Freeze this motion A little bit longer The innocence slips away. Summer's going fast Nights growing colder Children growing up Old friends growing older Experience slips away. © 2018