Star Track

If your head spins round try to see the ground if you can
 My busy eyes missed her path through the air as she ran
 My sensory mind is too old to cry
 Not ready to live and too strange to die
 So stop your doubt, push the world on by with your hand
 It takes time to love and open minds to love
 And who's got time on their hands
 Well life can be hard when you're holes in a card in some electronic hand
 You'll wander around from place to place
 Disappear without a trace
 And someone else will take your place in line
 You can fool your friends about the way it ends
 But you can't fool yourself
 Take your head in hand and make your own demands
 Or you'll crystallize on the shelf
 The freeway's concrete way won't show
 You where to run or how to go
 And running fast you'll go down slow in the end
 Running fast you'll go down slow in the end