Things were better when the world went slow
Not too many choices to know
Could focus on something and love it to death
Learn every nuance, and feel every breath
When everything's special,
Then nothing is special
Things were better when the getting was tough
Had far fewer things and that was enough
There's something to say 'bout the thrill of the chase
And making bonds so strong that time can't erase
When everything's special,
Then nothing is special
Things were better when you could hold a real thing
In virtual world you can't feel a thing
The assault on my mind is over the top
And it seems there's no way to make it stop
When everything's special,
Then nothing is special
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Things were better when the world went slow
Not too many choices to know
Could focus on something and love it to death
Learn every nuance, and feel every breath
When everything's special,
Then nothing is special
Things were better when the getting was tough
Had far fewer things and that was enough
There's something to say 'bout the thrill of the chase
And making bonds so strong that time can't erase
When everything's special,
Then nothing is special
Things were better when you could hold a real thing
In virtual world you can't feel a thing
The assault on my mind is over the top
And it seems there's no way to make it stop
When everything's special,
Then nothing is special
Not too many choices to know
Could focus on something and love it to death
Learn every nuance, and feel every breath
When everything's special,
Then nothing is special
Things were better when the getting was tough
Had far fewer things and that was enough
There's something to say 'bout the thrill of the chase
And making bonds so strong that time can't erase
When everything's special,
Then nothing is special
Things were better when you could hold a real thing
In virtual world you can't feel a thing
The assault on my mind is over the top
And it seems there's no way to make it stop
When everything's special,
Then nothing is special
Writer: Bruce Tunkel
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