Slow to Now
Painted skies pass us by,
I've ran far, against the tide,
And all we've seen is the distance fade from sight.
September haze in the evening sun,
The heavens burn and my eyes are worn,
Now I'm tired and cold,
But It does me well to see you, here.
Let's take our time,
'Cause you know we've got all night,
To slow to now.
Walk with me,
Let's forget the what-might-be,
And slow to now.
Hear the waves run through the stones,
Still the mind and cleanse the soul,
No, we weren't built to be alone.