From here, the world looks so pristine
Skies are blue and grass is green
But the truth is you cant see
The forest for the trees
If I could make it clear
I'd say it all right here
Refrain with the same three chords, everything I have to say
But this message cannot help but sound cliché
I've got no time for struggles or petty strife
'Cause I want to be happy in this life
Life's too short, so what's the rush
To finish in record time?
Take life slow, and love and laugh
'Cause we all reach the finish line...
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