Lirieke: Moody Blues. A Question Of Balance. Tortoise And The Hare.

You know he's movin' fast
Be he's still goin' slow
He's ahead in the race
And there is not far to go
And your load is so heavy
And your legs wanna rest
It's alright, it's alright, it's alright

You think he's way up front
But he's so far behind
He's asleep in the grass
And he's run out of time
While your load was so heavy
You never wanted to stop
It's alright, it's alright, it's alright

Your friend is heavy
But he was ready
And never stopped for a while
While you were sleeping
He went on keeping
The final line in his mind
It's alright, it's alright, it's alright

It's alright, it's alright, it's alright

Your friend is heavy
But he was ready
And never stopped for a while
While you were sleeping
He went on keeping
The final line in his mind

It's alright, it's alright, it's alright
It's alright, it's alright, it's alright
It's alright, it's alright, it's alright
It's alright, it's alright, it's alright
It's alright, it's alright, it's alright