Between the miles of open roads I lost sight of what might matter the most I stumbled into the great unknown and found That time won't slow down
I'm getting by with my collapsible lung And it's a good time 100% of the time and now Like a ladder with a missing rung It's a slow climb headed back to the sky and now
Felling backwards when I'm trying the most And I hope I haven't head the last words from the Holy Ghost Cause I think that I'm suppose to be well on my way by now
I do the twist with my replaceable hips And turn you right round Then dig you down to the ground and now I wan't to grow old and rub your tired limbs And take it easy Until we whither away Until we whither away
Between the miles of open roads I lost sight of what might matter the most I stumbled into the great unknown and found That time can't slow down
Take a breath and then take it in To think places I'll go I haven't been To pour my heart into everything I've found time won't slow down
I'm feeling backwards And I hope I haven't heard the last words No no no Cause I think that I'm suppose to be well on my way oh oh oh oh oh
To pour my heart into everything I've found Between the miles of open roads I lost sight of what might matter the most I stumbled into the great unknown and found Time won't slow down
So take a breath and then take it in To think places I'll go I haven't been