Focus on the smaller things and the big stuff will fall into place I ask you a simple question about your face And you say, "I can't see it" Well, I guess that's the case So I'll let you have your space And let the bigger things just fall into place Focus Focus but don't concentrate I don't like this pace, I don't like it But I don't wanna race or anything, just to be clear Even though I'm near, I'm close I'm so close I'm gonna finish What? I don't know What am I close to? Something new Something new If each bite is new is it still the same fruit? Can it be whole? Can each bite have the whole soul in it? I don't like this It feels like a race and just to be clear, I wanna win it I'm near, I'm close, I'm so close to the end But I ate each bite like the whole fruit so I'm content Not sad to see it go Not sad to see it go, no That's what I want but not what I feel Take the wheel, I'm talking to me Walking feels slow Walking feels slow and biking feels free Walking feels slow and biking feels free Walking feels slow and biking feels free