The fast life

The silent stray inertia, no burden on my back,
no determinance, no ballast, no chance of looking back.
It doesn’t matter what’s ahead, it’s time I’ll hit it hard,
no fixing my position, no sign of retard.

It’s the fast life, there’s nothing I can do,
the fast life, suck it in and follow through,
the fast life, just learning as I go,
you might call it careless,
but this fast life is all I’ve ever known.

Like a wispy feather defying gravity
or a rolling cobble in the middle of the stream,
propelled by a ghost force that never shows his face,
increase the ante of this perpetual pace.

It’s the fast life, there’s nothing I can do,
the fast life, suck it in and follow through,
the fast life, just learning as I go,
you might call it careless,
but this fast life is all I’ve ever known.

Ever since the day I came out of the womb,
my head was always bouncing off the walls in the room.
Always scratching gravel, covering new ground,
no matter how hard they tried they couldn’t pin me down.

It’s the fast life, there’s nothing I can do,
the fast life, suck it in and follow through,
the fast life, just learning as I go,
you might call it careless,
but this fast life is all I’ve ever known.

Is all I’ve ever known,
is all I’ve ever known,
this fast life is all I known,
is all I’ve ever known.