Slow Motion

Yesterday I was a child
Reckless and wild
There was no past to regret
Or fear of what would happen next
Now I’m a complicated man
Full of mistakes and mislaid plans

Every year the oceans rise
Rivers run dry
The seasons change
In unusual ways
Storms are waiting for your plans
Floods are lurking behind dams

Started out ruthless and small
Conversations in the hall
Then it’s everything all the time
Makes you think you’re gonna lose your mind
Someone’s abducted on your street
There’s executions on TV