A man sat down to tie his lace
These shoes he's walked, from place to place
A tired soul; it's been a long day
Got magic touch wherever he goes
The rain falls down and hard wind blows
No time to lose but he's gotta stay
Standing in the shadows of the path he chose
Is he gonna make it? Nobody knows
When things go crazy, turn the page
When out of touch, out of range
You gotta make up your mind and make the change
Fear is the way we live today
For hard cash we lie, for hard cash we pray
These games we play won't take us far
Time is a healer but time after time
We keep on running after nickel and dime
It's a tug of war, we lose and deplore
In this mighty river, waves hit hard
If you want to win, play the right card
When things go crazy, turn the page
When out of touch, out of range
You gotta make up your mind and make the change
It's time for me to stop this race
It wasn't the hunt but the thrill of the chase
I need to wind down, gain my serenity
I hurt myself but I won't show
Sometimes in life we need to know
A moment alone feels like eternity
Well let's stop it here and end this poem
Gotta take the train, get back home
When things go crazy, turn the page
When out of touch, out of range
You gotta make up your mind and make the change
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A man sat down to tie his lace
These shoes he's walked, from place to place
A tired soul; it's been a long day
Got magic touch wherever he goes
The rain falls down and hard wind blows
No time to lose but he's gotta stay
Standing in the shadows of the path he chose
Is he gonna make it? Nobody knows
When things go crazy, turn the page
When out of touch, out of range
You gotta make up your mind and make the change
Fear is the way we live today
For hard cash we lie, for hard cash we pray
These games we play won't take us far
Time is a healer but time after time
We keep on running after nickel and dime
It's a tug of war, we lose and deplore
In this mighty river, waves hit hard
If you want to win, play the right card
When things go crazy, turn the page
When out of touch, out of range
You gotta make up your mind and make the change
It's time for me to stop this race
It wasn't the hunt but the thrill of the chase
I need to wind down, gain my serenity
I hurt myself but I won't show
Sometimes in life we need to know
A moment alone feels like eternity
Well let's stop it here and end this poem
Gotta take the train, get back home
When things go crazy, turn the page
When out of touch, out of range
You gotta make up your mind and make the change
These shoes he's walked, from place to place
A tired soul; it's been a long day
Got magic touch wherever he goes
The rain falls down and hard wind blows
No time to lose but he's gotta stay
Standing in the shadows of the path he chose
Is he gonna make it? Nobody knows
When things go crazy, turn the page
When out of touch, out of range
You gotta make up your mind and make the change
Fear is the way we live today
For hard cash we lie, for hard cash we pray
These games we play won't take us far
Time is a healer but time after time
We keep on running after nickel and dime
It's a tug of war, we lose and deplore
In this mighty river, waves hit hard
If you want to win, play the right card
When things go crazy, turn the page
When out of touch, out of range
You gotta make up your mind and make the change
It's time for me to stop this race
It wasn't the hunt but the thrill of the chase
I need to wind down, gain my serenity
I hurt myself but I won't show
Sometimes in life we need to know
A moment alone feels like eternity
Well let's stop it here and end this poem
Gotta take the train, get back home
When things go crazy, turn the page
When out of touch, out of range
You gotta make up your mind and make the change
Writer: The Obsidian Blue
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid