Mother - Tuvaband

Now the year’s been shorter

And days flew by, days flew by like they weren’t really yours

Try to keep your balance on a string

But that’s not easy while you’re doing my thing

You’re climbing to reach

Not stopping to breathe loosing your speech

And we’re far ahead and our days belongs to the future

When you feel it

It’s just the mother telling you

This is going too fast

This is going too fast

She’s saying we got here too soon

We can’t adjust just yet

We can’t adjust just yet

We can’t adjust just yet

Now the year’s been shorter

And days flew by, days flew by like they weren’t really yours

You suffer of an inner-rash

But you can’t see it, world’s a mash

Look at what we created, you don’t see it

But this is what you once hated

We’re far ahead and our days belongs to the future

When you feel it

It’s just the mother telling you

This is going too fast

This is going too fast

She’s saying we got here too soon

We can’t adjust just yet

We can’t adjust just yet

We can’t adjust just yet

We’re not here right now

We’re way past somehow

We’re way past somehow

If the skies weren’t moving so fast

And the trees did not sway in the wind

If everyone froze for a moment

And we paused for a while

By being so virtuous

We made world torturous

Look what it did to us

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