We've slowed down the pace,
giving up this race...
We're much more sober now.

Guess, the end was too far away.
We couldn't find the words to say.
We were standing in the way.
Where the world's pushing in
the same direction...
Some broke down,
Some carried on;
There's no space for us to lay.
So little time, so much to decide.

No path is ever straight.
Nothing's certain but,
We can definitely choose our fate.

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