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Speeding past life too fast, slow down,

no emergency lever to pull around,

i'll sleep on it again tonight,

but i still want to get off and go home tonight,

see quick glances of life, hurts to know,

hurts even more to watch your parents grow old,

keep up the pace, always a different place,

father was a nomad from Dryfus right to Chase,

mother was a ghost, father tried to warn ya,

another few years til she appeared in California,

not sure if you even have a mother living,

once she reappeared i learned how to be forgiving,

can't remember a time when i wasn't flyin by

before 10th grade, no matter how hard i try,

finally realize be calm and lame,

there truly is no way to stop this train.