with apologies to The Specials…
[Intro]
This town… (slow town)
This town… (slow town)
[Verse 1]
All the aisles are filled with quiet
Shuffling feet and careful timing
Counting out the weeks in silence
Every dollar’s got its place now
Screens are glowing, no one asked for
Updates moving ever faster
Passwords change and names don’t matter
World keeps turning right past them
[Refrain]
This town… is coming like a slow town
All the days… are stretching out too long
[Verse 2]
Used to be the nights were louder
Used to be a little faster
Now the world is fluorescent
Paper bags and small transactions
Tap to pay but hands are shaking
“Try again” the screen is saying
Lines are forming, patience thinning
Time is slipping through the pin pad
[Refrain]
This town… is coming like a slow town
All the days… are stretching out too long
[Bridge]
Automated voices speaking
“Press one now” for what you’re seeking
Hold music that just keeps repeating
No one there to hear you breathing
[Break / Drop]
No one’s rushing
No one’s running
World keeps pushing anyway
[Verse 3]
Parking lots in slow rotation
Carts aligned in formation
Every step a small negotiation
With a body keeping score
Dates and numbers start to narrow
Future feels a little shorter
Not afraid but something’s closer
Than it ever was before
[Final Refrain / Outro]
This town… is coming like a slow town
This town… is coming like a slow town
Why must the days… stretch out so long?
Why must the days… stretch out so long?
This place… is coming like a slow town
This place… is coming like a slow town
