The slower the beat of the soul,
The faster it's vessel goes
When reality's the only dream
Where you don't want to get out bed for
Everyone eventually must also slow
And scrap for change to pay the toll
When the road splits at the seam Thank those yellow lines of metaphor
Dec 11, 2015
Dec 11, 2015 at 1:27 AM UTC
The slower the beat of the soul,
The faster it's vessel goes
When reality's the only dream
Where you don't want to get out bed for
Everyone eventually must also slow
And scrap for change to pay the toll
When the road splits at the seam Thank those yellow lines of metaphor
