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Star Track.
(Paul Kantner)

If your head spins round try to see the ground if you can
My busy eyes missed her path through the air as she ran
My sensory mind is too old to cry
Not ready to live and too strange to die
So stop your doubt push the world on by
With your hand

It takes time to love and open minds to love
And who's got time on their hands
Well life can be hard when you're holes in a card
In some electronic hand
You'll wander around from place to place
Disappear without a trace
And someone else will take your place
In line

You can fool your friends about the way it ends
But you can't fool yourself
Take your head in hand and make your own demands
Or you'll crystallize on the shelf
The freeway's concrete way won't show
You where to run or how to go
And running fast you'll go down slow in the end

Running fast you'll go down slow in the end
Star Track.    (Paul Kantner)      If your head spins round try to see the ground if you can   My busy eyes missed her path through the air as she ran   My sensory mind is too old to cry   Not ready to live and too strange to die   So stop your doubt push the world on by   With your hand      It takes time to love and open minds to love   And who's got time on their hands   Well life can be hard when you're holes in a card   In some electronic hand   You'll wander around from place to place   Disappear without a trace   And someone else will take your place   In line      You can fool your friends about the way it ends   But you can't fool yourself   Take your head in hand and make your own demands   Or you'll crystallize on the shelf   The freeway's concrete way won't show   You where to run or how to go   And running fast you'll go down slow in the end      Running fast you'll go down slow in the end