Cassidy sat on the stairwell
Said she wasn't feeling well
Said she had things to do
the shadow and the light
The speed of life
Our dog Roger ran up and down the coastal track
narrow and hugged by brambles
Littered with fallen branches
He outran those ancient ghosts
At the speed of life
Even my old father telling me life is but a trip
Prepare well and pack it all up
For the next adventure
Changing gear
over the speed of life
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