Slow

As time races I get more complacent

Try to find the right shapes to fill the empty spaces

Young in age, been feeling sorta ancient

Hope I make forever like some sideways figure eights, yeah

Words dangerous, they get way too complicated

I go to overgrown places known as safe and sacred

You want the quickest way in, I'm cool with waiting

Yeah, you and I see the same, behind the eyes, at the day's end

And you've been everything I wanted

I always took the time to let you know

But shit been moving way too fast for me