W o r l d r a c e f o r o n e
In November they set sail to celebrate
the fast pace of wind through oceans wide on an earth we can circumnavigate
they've all got something to do and somewhere to be
white rabbits with clocks run through a city that doesn't stop
and when I do I can’t help think God what’s wrong with me
Adventures in loneliness, lessons in patience, knowing the best is yet to come
but at this time in our lives I don't want to compromise what’s still fun
watching the birds fly and wondering why we die when there's so much here to be done
and in the port in Barcelona tonight is where it’s begun
A world race for one
This November I set sail to celebrate
this notion of having a powerful mind and living in reality we create
and so I try hard to keep my head out of my ass
far enough to see its not much greener over there on my neighbors tuft of grass
and though it’s hard in times of wandering empty streets
in Girona with the company of pigeons up above and I just felt one of them shit on me
Adventures in loneliness, lessons in patience, knowing the best is yet to come
but at this time in our lives I don't want to compromise what’s still fun
watching the birds fly and wondering why we die when there's so much here to be done
and in the port in Barcelona tonight is where it’s begun
A world race for one
the fast pace of wind through oceans wide on an earth we can circumnavigate
they've all got something to do and somewhere to be
white rabbits with clocks run through a city that doesn't stop
and when I do I can’t help think God what’s wrong with me
Adventures in loneliness, lessons in patience, knowing the best is yet to come
but at this time in our lives I don't want to compromise what’s still fun
watching the birds fly and wondering why we die when there's so much here to be done
and in the port in Barcelona tonight is where it’s begun
A world race for one
This November I set sail to celebrate
this notion of having a powerful mind and living in reality we create
and so I try hard to keep my head out of my ass
far enough to see its not much greener over there on my neighbors tuft of grass
and though it’s hard in times of wandering empty streets
in Girona with the company of pigeons up above and I just felt one of them shit on me
Adventures in loneliness, lessons in patience, knowing the best is yet to come
but at this time in our lives I don't want to compromise what’s still fun
watching the birds fly and wondering why we die when there's so much here to be done
and in the port in Barcelona tonight is where it’s begun
A world race for one
