Brewster-Neeson-Brewster)



Poor paper pilot try to get ahead of time

pin you down, speed it up just obey the signs

in the middle of the night

do the cryptic voices ever sleep?

had a mind of your own, gave it all away

keeping pace with the pain, never learned to play

in the middle of your isolation

do you shoot sorrow in your veins?



Alexander, always worried

why are you in such a hurry?



Up against the wall with a honey-tounged fate

bleed you dry, burn you out, make you feel the weight

in the middle od a secret garden

soemthing inside is breaking down



Alexander, always worried

why are you in such a hurry?



Take a look at yourself Alexander

living like a no-man's-lander

better take what they hand ya

nobody's ever gonna try to understand you

Alexander



Slow down Alexander

Slow down Alexander

Slow down Alexander

slow down, slow down



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