Bob Earland - Slow Slow lyrics

Time used to move in a ring, it still does Day after day after day There don't seem to be no way out of this ring Every day is the same, same as the last The nights go past too fast when the gla** is frosted The mask will slip and I slip Ring, it revolves round and round unresolved And the d** make my memories fuzz Try to control my own thoughts, solitary figure War round in circles watching the faces contort Friends become monsters Slippery shadows who speak the same tongue Who beat the same drum Ring it revolves round and round and resolved Feel the sting deep inside as I stroll Ring it revolves, every action's foretold I've been told Smoke I inhale is blowed out my mouth in a ring Thick grey rings of smoke Time used to move in a ring unprovoked Sign of the truth in a thing is the use of a thing And I'm reminded of newness in spring A sign of the truth in a thing, use in a thing What use is a ring made of smoke? Sign of the truth in a thing is the use in a thing And time it still moves in a ring because [Chorus] Every day is slow, slow Every night get faster, faster Ask the moon a question and I receive its midnight answer In the branches of an oak, my heart broke it broke But now the pain is faint faint So don't tell yourself you're happy if you ain't But every day it's the same though Every day is slow, slow Every night get faster, faster Ask the moon a question and I receive its midnight answer In the branches of an oak, my heart broke But now the pain is faint So don't tell yourself you're happy if you ain't [Verse 2] Whether you fight, whether you run Clear that the end has begun I'm seeing devils in front of my eyes And they keep beckoning and tempting Many wise souls did befriend him, but I refrain Rain clouds pregnant with the rain Seen the same every day, I know it's up to us to change I don't doubt that you don't want this But we're up against more than we think Paused on the brink of a gaping precipice Hesitant, derelict, slow from the sedative Devilish people never stop asking where the treasure is I'm like "look, everything is relative, man..." Whatever the case, the case, never this feeling Stealing a sly glance at what could have been In a trance saying "what comes next?" "How long before the last sunset sets over our heads?" Heads looking the wise one, stride on Gotta stay alive, strong Never beens scared of my neighbor Stand up tall, swing out with my sabre Against the invader, look, rampant mental piracy Complete invasion of privacy Not much left that inspires me here Gotta come close, come near Bun fear, bun meekness Some fear their weakness, we don't Some ready to surrender, we won't One thing's for sure sure, gotta be bold We were all born free souls but [Chorus] Every day's still slow, slow Every night get faster, faster Ask the moon a question and I receive its midnight answer In the branches of an oak, my heart broke it broke But now the pain is faint faint So don't tell yourself that you're happy if you ain't But every day it's the same though Every day is slow, slow Every night get faster, faster Ask the moon a question and I receive its midnight answer In the branches of an oak, my heart broke But now the pain is faint So don't tell yourself you're happy if you ain't