Karen Gibson Roc
Merge of Equals
If you magnify this moment
And broke it down into
Seconds into sections
Seconds into sections
Would you see
The connection between
You and me
You and me
Could you see eternity stretching into the second
Could you, could you
Change your pace if you understood that to chace is to race
Toward illusion
Toward illusion
Each day I grow into knowing more about myself, I
I am eternity wrapped around a minute or two
Write, this
Write, this
So I write it in the rhythm of my natural flow
Which is to
Slow down
Slow down
So I write it in the rhythm of my natural flow
Slow down
Which is to
Slow down
Slow down
See if you magnify this moment
And broke it down into seconds into sections
Would you see the connection between
You and me
You and me
Could you see eternity stretching into seconds
Could you, could you
Change your pace if you understood that to race is to chace
Toward illusion
Toward illusion
Each day I grow into knowing more about myself, I
I am clouded and shrouded in minute life
Been disecting the, the meaning of metaphors
Like chores(?), I do them too
Follow, follow my dreams
So I write this in the rhythm of my natural flow
Natural flow
Which is to
Slow down
Slow down
So I write this in the rhythm of my natural flow
Slow down
Natural flow
Slow down
So I write this in the rhythm of my natural flow
Slow down
Slow down
Slow down, slow down, slow do...