Speed

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I Walk Slowly By The Gutters On The City
Some One Passes By Walking Faster Than Me
Trying To Reach A Bus That Goes Faster Than Him
Bus Marches On To Reach Sum Destiny

And The Bus Goes On A Street Surrounded By The Cars
Speeding Fast To Pass The Other Ones And Reach On Time
People Shouting Getting Madly In Their Office Suits
All Of Us In Such A Giant Plane That We Name Earth

And The Earth Is Taking Us Around The Solar Star,
And The Sun Goes Round The Center Of The Milky Way
It Has Billons Ages Trying To Make The Deadlines Of Our God,
Who's Also Busy Putting Deadlines For The Wicked Ones

As I Try To Write This Song My Hand Goes Writting Fast
But It Still Can't Write At The Same Speed My Words Come Out
And My Mouth Becomes So Slow When You Do Try To Talk
At The Same Speed That My Brain Spits This Sensless Talk

And My Neurons Overcrowded With The Flow Of Thoughts
Work So Fast That Some Ideas Do Not Make Their Jobs
They Are Fast But They Can't Work So Fast That They Achieve
To Make It In Equal Velocity On What I Feel

And My Feelings Still Are Slow In Order To Awake
To Catch The Importance Of The Events Taking Place Out There
All The Signals, And The Prophecies, Scream Me To Wake
While I Am So Slow That Am Sleeping And The World Could End...

Run And Run And Rush And Rush And Reach And Climb And Touch
Keep The Race And Keep The Faith And Keep The Speed Of Thoughts
And I Feel Myself Belittled Like A Rough Cockroach
In A Race To Reach A Shelter, Thru The Pipes Of Lust

And I Stop Between The Highways Of This Rushing Life
And I Wonder What Are Chasing We, How And Why
I Guess We Travel Up So Fast We Left Behind Our Love
Or Maybe Love Is Much More Faster And That's Why We Run

Some Of Us Keep Up The Speed, Some Of Us Just Can't Do More
Some Of Us Make It Alive, Some Of Us Do Not
Some Of Us Will Live To Tell, Some Of Our Mouths Will Shut
And The Race Of Everything For Me Is A Ticking Bomb...