(Note: It's a song~ I sing a *rough* version of it here [somehow managing to mess up the words, the tempo/speed, some chords, and lots of things] if you want to get an idea of the melody. I always imagined it with a guitar, but I only have a piano.)
Stop and smell the roses but
Don't stay too long
It takes years to catch up and
By then she'll be gone
Don't worry 'bout tomorrow,
It worries itself
If you keep treading carefully
You may just find help
But I can't carry on when I don't have
a load
There's no keep going forward when
there is no road
All my intuition does is lead me to hell
Oh, I'm tired of doing these things by
myself
Stop and take a load off
But don't leave too much
It takes years to get back
What you've left in the dust
Don't worry 'bout the clock, dear,
It ticks on it's own
If you listen real carefully
You won't won't feel alone
And I can't carry on when I don't have a load
There's no keep going forward when there is no road
All my intuition does is lead me to hell
Oh, I'm tired of doing these things by myself
Stop and take a rest here,
But don't sleep too hard
It takes years to wake up
And you'll be caught off guard
Don't worry 'bout the nighttime
When it falls too fast
If you let it come swiftly
You'll feel safe at last
Oh, I don't carry on when I don't have a load
There's no keep going forward when there is no road
All my intuition does is lead me to hell
And I'm tired of doing these things by myself
Oh, I'm tired of doing these things in my hell
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