SlownWould be the tempo of the restless soulnYou have seen what a listless life can bringnWait, and then you wait until he's waiting fornThe latency of everythingnnSlownWill be the rhythm of the hummingbirdnThe quick speed in the shutter of his eyenOn flowers you will pose and you will spread the wordnon how the world is slowly passing bynnSlownEntireness of your controlnOf the moment that is nearly standing stillnAnd wait for a minute and not a second morenUnphased like a forbidden thrillnnGently behind the beatnWe shuffle on ancient streetsnThe reverb of timenIs our vantage pointnWe slept for a million yearsnLived through a million fearsnWe are not nervousnWe will not ask for morennIf you can slow up I'm gonna slow up toonnSlownLike the kissing of a lazy cheeknLike the limit and the deadline of the rushnAnd words, words waiting for you to speaknof getting lost in your eternal crushnnSlownWould be the tempo of the restless mindnYou've seen what a listless life can bringnAnd wait and then he waits until he's waiting fornFor the latency of everythingnnGently behind the beatnWe shuffle on ancient streetsnThe reverb of timenIs our vantage pointnWe slept for a million yearsnLived through a million fearsnWe are not nervousnWe will not ask for morenPawns of the troubled timesnAnd kings of our petty crimesnThe minds will functionnWith a small delaynSee what the past has plannednThe future's a beggar's handnThe more we understandnThe slower our daysnnIf you can slow up I'm gonna slow up too