Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson I turn my back to the wind To catch my breath, Before i start off again Driven on, Without a moment to spend To pass an evening With a drink and a friend I let my skin get too thin I'd like to pause, No matter what i pretend Like some pilgrim -- Who learns to transcend -- Learns to live As if each step was the end Time stand still -- I'm not looking back But i want to look around me now See more of the people And the places that surround me now Freeze this moment A little bit longer Make each sensation A little bit stronger Experience slips away... I turn my face to the sun Close my eyes, Let my defences down -- All those wounds That i can't get unwound I let my past go too fast No time to pause -- If i could slow it all down Like some captain, Whose ship runs aground -- I can wait until the tide Comes around Make each impression A little bit stronger Freeze this motion A little bit longer The innocence slips away... Summer's going fast -- Nights growing colder Children growing up -- Old friends growing older Experience slips away...
Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson I turn my back to the wind To catch my breath, Before i start off again Driven on, Without a moment to spend To pass an evening With a drink and a friend I let my skin get too thin I'd like to pause, No matter what i pretend Like some pilgrim -- Who learns to transcend -- Learns to live As if each step was the end Time stand still -- I'm not looking back But i want to look around me now See more of the people And the places that surround me now Freeze this moment A little bit longer Make each sensation A little bit stronger Experience slips away... I turn my face to the sun Close my eyes, Let my defences down -- All those wounds That i can't get unwound I let my past go too fast No time to pause -- If i could slow it all down Like some captain, Whose ship runs aground -- I can wait until the tide Comes around Make each impression A little bit stronger Freeze this motion A little bit longer The innocence slips away... Summer's going fast -- Nights growing colder Children growing up -- Old friends growing older Experience slips away...
