Il testo della Slowly

Conor Oberst

Potential, well you're a loaded line
The veil between the world and the faceless bride
There's nothing yet but a bunch of white
Potential, well you're a loaded line

Tomorrow, well i'll wait for you
Laying right here floating in this swimming pool
There's a lot of things i got left to do
Oh tomorrow, well i'll wait for you

The days keep slipping down into the cracks
It takes a while to realize where you're at

Slowly, so slowly
Slowly, so slowly
Slowly, it's slowly ending

Dementia, you better treat me good
The human race is in its second childhood
I never learned but i understood
Oh dementia, you better treat me good

Sometimes i need a place to go
Classical music plays from my radio
I sit real still, let my shadow grow
Yeah, sometimes i need a place to go

My mind keeps slipping back into the past
I hope someday that i can get it back

Slowly, so slowly
Slowly, so slowly
Slowly, it's slowly ending

And soon that train is gonna pull away
I hear it whistlin'
I try to wave at a glowing face
That can't tell who i am

Slowly, so slowly
Slowly, so slowly
Slowly, it's slowly ending