Walk the mile

So many thoughts, so many questions

So many years, thousands of tensions

My brain honey is a clock everworking

It sets the pace I follow running

Runnin’ always runnin’

From thoughts, catatonic spots, it could have been worse

I think it’s time babe I set the pace

Life is no longer a race

Throw the battery away, go vintage style

I don’t wanna run the mile

So many tears, so many times the will for life disappears

So many moments of life slapping me in the face with fears

It seems the time is here

Change the gear

Catch life from the horns

Punch the past

Go slow or fast or don’t go at all

Enjoy having the will to live

You’re all I breathe.