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Between the miles of open roadI lost sight of what might matter the mostI stumbled into the great unknown and foundThat time won't slow downI'm getting by with my collapsible lungAnd it's a good time 100% of the timeAnd I'm like a ladder with a missing rungAnd it's a slow climb headed back to the skyAnd I'm feelin' backwards when I'm trying the mostAnd I hope haven't heard the last words from the holy ghostCause I think that I'm supposed to beWell on my way by nowI'll do the twist with my replaceable hipsAnd turn you right roundThen dip you down to the groundAnd now I wanna grow old and rub your tired limbsAnd take it easyUntil we wither awayUntil we wither awayBetween the miles of open roadI lost sight of what might matter the mostI stumbled into the great unknown and foundThat time can't slow downLetras de cancionesTo take a breath and then take it inTo think of places I'll go I haven't beenTo pour my heart into everything I've foundTime won't slow downFeelin' backwardsAnd I hope haven't heard the last wordsNo, no, noCause I think that I'm supposed to beWell on my way-eh-eh! Eh eh! Wooo'To pour my heart into everything I foundBetween the miles of open roadI lost sight of what might matter the mostI stumbled into the great unknown and foundThat time won't slow downTo take a breath and then take it inTo think of places I'll go I haven't been From Letras Mania