by Neil Peart
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
Time stand still
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 defences 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
Time stand still
I'm not looking back, but I want to look around me now
Time stand still
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
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
Saturday, October 27, 2007
Time Stand Still
Labels: carpe diem, change, contentment
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