Peace of mind,
Sure don’t come easy these days.
No matter how we try,
To find just the right way.
Everything is moving,
And accelerating fast.
We must be going downhill,
With the peak back in the past.
We live in rooms so crowded,
With all the crap we’ve bought.
We can't tell the difference,
What we need from what we’ve got.
We think it’s more space,
That will solve all our problems.
When we get that extra space,
We realize we still got ’em.
Just asking for five minutes,
Five minutes without the news,
Five minutes without the blues,
Five minutes of your time.
Just asking for five minutes,
Five minutes without the news,
Five minutes without the blues,
Won’t constitute a crime—
Just asking for five minutes.
Making and spending all that money,
Is up to you and me.
Gotta keep the business moving,
Gotta to grow that GDP.
But let’s face it, love,
When we think of true scarcity.
It ain’t money and it ain’t space.
It’s spending time, just you and me.
Don't need to do much talking,
Don't need to get too fancy.
Don't want a long lunch at a café,
Or even dinner and a movie.
We can sit here quietly,
And watch the folks going by.
No need to justify ourselves,
Just finding peace of mind.
Just asking for five minutes,
Five minutes without the news,
Five minutes without the blues,
Five minutes of your time.
Just asking for five minutes,
Five minutes without the news,
Five minutes without the blues,
Won’t constitute a crime—
Just asking for five minutes.
Just asking for five minutes.
2 comments:
Excellent song, both lyrically and musically, and your performance is impeccable ... but, oh man, if you had just cut out the last repetition of the refrain, the song could actually have been five minutes long, and wouldn't that have been cool?
I thought of that. LOL It's easily accomplished.
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