Slowly we walk, slowly we cry
Slowly the we falls from the I
Slowly we talk, slowly we die
Slowly the being belongs the sky
And its times like these I need you
Slowly we play the notes of life
Yet I can't explain this feeling that it's tied
Slowly we sing the notes we like
Yet I can't explain this feeling that it's tied
'Cause its you, you belong to me
Any style, any speed, slowly
Slowly we halt, slowly we scream
Slowly we become memories
Slowly we nudge, slowly we fade
Slowly we rise to outer space
And its times like these I need you
Slowly we realize we are made in all three
Body, mind and soul
Dimension caught between
Slowly we're healing from our ruptured past
The sun rose black
We'll watch our world collapse
© 2000 South Brunswick Songs/Cherry River Music (BMI)
